One day your auntie will be gone

she didn’t had kids

one day your father will be gone

he didn’t want to have kids

 

and the property your grandparents

built with love will be given to you

and you will destroy it

 

There will be a café with flowers

because your granny used to have roses everywhere

and there will be people laughing while hanging

because your pa was so inviting

 

(I loved how people where coming just to say to my pa ,hi )

 

My granny used to say” from a thorn comes a rose and from a rose comes a thorn and that’s life my darling . “

 

Let’s make this place our avli ,our garden

Isn’t it lovely how the sun is here shining ?