My Grams – Hero(ine), Ballad, Anaphora/Epistrophe (Day 6)

She would wake up each morning before the sun, to make breakfast every single day. The house would stay clean, and laundry done, she'd never have it any other way. Her husband had passed back in '78, and she never married again. She remained content alone in her house, and forever faithful to him. Her … Continue reading My Grams – Hero(ine), Ballad, Anaphora/Epistrophe (Day 6)