old story

I visited one lady, my mom used to buy flowers from her,
And those flowers were one of the most beautiful
I have seen, we still have it in our garden.
The lady told her story, that when she was a child,
She gave bread to a strange woman and
That woman blessed her.
The lady herself, after that never been sick,
Always happy, had five children, healthy, grandchildren.
She touched my hands and it felt so warm, and soft,
Energy in it.
She smiled and hugged me too.
Cold me:"lialia" like a child.
Her house was bright, fresh,
You feel happiness in it...
All those ladies were like her,
I could even name one who complained about anything.
Just good, kind, optimistic people.

Smile:)