Heart of a Warrior

You were different

You were strong

You were proud

You had a hard life

But survived challenges

 That would cripple

Most

You were magical

To a young child

With stories dramatic

Full of fantasy

Wonder and life

No story as acrid

As your young existence

Your father should have been quarantined

His fists should have been stopped

His dramatic acts blocked

But you survived

All the men who didn’t

Love you enough

And settled for the love
From nieces and nephews,children 
Grandchildren, and great-grandchildren

To whom you gave your all

All loyalty, all encompassing

Returned to you tenfold

By all who loved you

Then mourned your passing

And remember you

Grandma, Olive I miss you still.

Happy Birthday 

©Sheilagh Lee April 30, 2014