I never thought she would be gone forever.
Until the day came that i lost my grandmother.
When we sat there playing skip-bo
It made my mind blow
Even though she is gone physically
She is still with me mentally
When i heard my nana was dying
I went in my room and started crying
On the day that she died
I went out for the long ride.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem