Unimaginable lifestyle,

Is what she lives now.

Did she ever think

It would be like this,

She only knew

Life has seasons.

No smiles

None of them,

Not one either

Had a smile

Hard it was

To get them

As much as

Free supplies of tickles

Came abundantly

Nobody smiled

Nobody laughed.

Knitting Club

The yarns for the sweater were in lovely colours, she was the best in the knitting club. People wondered how nimble her hands were for a 98 year old.

The majority of the knitting club consisted of her family whom she had taught. They had made sweaters for practically everyone in the village and guess what, they were all in similar colours.