Grandma; WordHighJuly

her locks enveloping her eyes,
tracing her nose, merging into
the curves that define her face.

its stunning, how even in this
pale frame of a body, her skin
crumbling down like pastry,

her voice slowly fading, she
herself disintegrating; she looks
so serene in the manner she
animates her final breath.

***

In response to the Word High July challenge. ❤
{Day 5}
Word: Kalinaw; Meaning: (n.) Serenity, tranquility

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