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Da turns his head and granny’s dead.
And life says;
‘There goes Nora, with her clasped hands and rosary bands.
She’s gone now. No more slippers or Bing Crosby.
No more simple philosophy
No more guessing times by the number of chimes when the clock’s
A turn of the head away.
No more ugly floors, no more squeaking doors,
No more swift slaps or woolly laps,
None of that.
No more staying up late, no more ‘clean that feckin’ plate’
No more quick fixes and sneaky Twix’s ‘when your ma’s not looking’.
No more sweets for sucking.
No more pots and pans and decorated fans with fauna and flora.
She loved that, her fauna and flora.
Well, that’s all gone.
No more Nora.’
And off life goes down the next left.
©2009 ~octopus2727
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A bit of a laugh at death and an ode to my grandmother

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:iconsmeebob:
i like how this presents a big theme - her death, through examples of small things.

it's poignant, i love the last line. it summarises the piece in a way, accepting her death by appreciating her life.
:iconoctopus2727:
Thanks, I won't say she would have wanted it that way(she was a bit of a bitch to be honest) but those were some good things about her.

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I knew the second I read this that you're Irish, ahaha. This is a lovely piece, and it's very homely. The rhyme also works really well here to enhance the rhythm.

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NIce man :)

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