Most anniversaries are worth celebrating, but however, there is one which is dreaded. No prizes for guessing which one I was referring to if you know me well enough. haha...Today marks my granny's first year of passing. Here is a poem dedicated to her.
Somewhere above you are
Shades of blue below we stay
Away from us we are far
Pain remain with us till this day
Eighty eight summers came and gone
Elegance and class you exude
Joy and happiness we got
Till the last day you elude
With grandpa dearest why must you?
One more day I ask
Not to be it seems
A minute I ask
Not to be it seems
A year came and gone
The day you left did not
Shades of blue below we stay
Away from us we are far
Pain remain with us till this day
Eighty eight summers came and gone
Elegance and class you exude
Joy and happiness we got
Till the last day you elude
With grandpa dearest why must you?
One more day I ask
Not to be it seems
A minute I ask
Not to be it seems
A year came and gone
The day you left did not
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