Dear Gran
I was just a child,
My heart did not know pain.
But I returned from school one day
My world never was the same
I learned that you had left us,
To join with the angels high above,
And the bitter tears fell down pale cheeks
In contrast with sweet love.
My heart had broken, shattered,
pieces strewn across the floor.
I longed to hear your voice again
And to embrace you just once more.
How was it so possible,
For a love to slip away?
For you to be taken from us so cruelly,
To never see the light of day?
I write for you, my loved one,
I write straight from the heart.
Ad I hope that if you happen to look down,
You’re at least proud of me for that.
You are the inspiration
Behind this poem than I write
And my words can not revive you
But I can hope that one day,
Maybe, they just might.
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