Arrière Grand-Mère (Great Grandmother)

A silent death is marked by the tear in my left eye; to my ancestors I dedicate this most recent breath as a symbol of my efforts to give back to the people that brought us into this world. A mother to us all, you were a representation of the glimpse of the love that is remnant in our lives. Love was the word that held us together, and the ones that love you most will be there by your side to endure the pains of your century-long existence. I reminisce upon the day I was dazed by the fumes negativity and thrown into obscurity. My only escape was to recognize you in my mother’s face – a visage linking history to present-day. But at present, I see tears in my mother’s eyes, pouring superfluously into an acidic substance that burns into my soul. Let us learn from you; the one-hundred and four year legacy of your spirit fills the center of my empty heart.

Nellie, vous êtes toujours dans nos coeurs. R.I.P.