four words

everything will be okay:

four words

reiterated more times than to be calculated on the extremity of an animate being,

etched on the left wrist of this body that carries me through life,

and wrapped up in a bracelet with beads bound tight

everything will be okay:

four words

delivered from the lips of my grandmother,

at the inception of the disease that stole her mind and body,

to serve as a keepsake through trying times.

 

love you Grandma ❀

xx

Olivia

 

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