{This past Sunday I went to my grandmother's house to check up on her and before I could even ask her how she was doing she began to cry... this is my response to her tears...}
It always hurts to see her cry
but it hurts even more to remember why
If I could I would remove her pain
and bring her best friend back again
Just to see her smile and to hear him say
"Dell, I'm home!" {yea that'd make her day}
But because I cant, I'll send these wishes
God, let her tears become my grandfather's kisses
Let her heartache become his hugs
and let her remember all his love
Bring her through this time of struggle
and let her see through us that he loves her...
It's been 8 months
and the wound still wont heal...
Yet, in each one of us my grandfather lives
Friday, May 29, 2009
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