Softy
Interesting how no one gets to see these beautiful sights, softy said to herself as she walks through the lonely way in a small village where she lived happily with her very old grandmother. The nine teen years old wondered as she looked at the birds humming in the colorful trees in the distance far off, she smiled as she sang along side. “Softly” grandma called repeatedly as she hurried to answere going towards the sound of grandma’s voice, she answered with a smile, I’m here mama, looking at her old granny. Come , grandma said as she walked towards her, softy looked at her grandma with a smile as she gazed into her old wrinkled face, she reached out her hands to give her a hug, even though grandma is older softy is almost taller than her.
