• crying Grandma, where did you go? crying

    I miss her.She was taken from me.
    I couldn't even say goodbye.Where did she go?
    I wonder if her spirit thinks about me.
    Or if she looks down upon me.

    Seeing my life and what I've already succeeded it on.
    I think about her all day, how she taught me so much.
    For the past days I keep thinking about...why?
    Why was she taken?Why wasn't I taken?or somebody else?
    Why her?It wasn't her time.She hadn't accomplished much.

    And yet, she did.She got married and had 12 kids.
    She left many marks in many people's lives.
    Why couldn't she live longer?
    I have all these questions and nobody's answering them.

    Why?I miss her.The time seems to pass by
    and, yet, I seem to get lonelier and lonelier each day.
    What should I do today?I can't stop thinking about her.
    It just wasn't fair.I never got to apologize for not being there with her.
    or for not spending wnough time with her.

    When she left I got so sad and wihtout companionship.
    I wish, oh how I wish, she'd come back.
    But she can't.It's all over now.She's gone
    and I'm still here as lonely as can be.
    Grandma, can you hear me now?If you can,
    if you've been watching over me...thank you.

    Thank you for being my conscience when things got tough.
    Thank you for helping me to handle my temper when I got mad.
    But most of all, thanks for making me who I am today.
    I owe it all to you.You made me see the brighter side.
    You made me see what I have left inside. cry