For my grandmother Nuna.

For the poetry class we had to write a poem dedicated to one of our grandparents.
We had to mark 3 literary devices

visual image
auditory image
similie

She used to be a hair dresser.

Crazy and rebel style

left handed

with a weird way

for taking a pair of scissors

as if she can only use 2 fingers

for making a big work

She used to have a dresser shop

and although sound of the cars outside

were really noisy

she used to have

many customers everyday

Years got her stressed

so she is dedicated to cooking

and looks like she had done that

all her life