R.I.P Grandmother Poem by Beatriz Adriana Flores
R.I.P Grandmother
AS LONELY AS ONE CAN BE,
I SIT ON A CORNER IN MY ROOM,
THINKING OF EVERYTHING THAT COULD BE,
I BREAK DOWN TO TEARS AS I WISH YOU WERE HERE.
THE THOUGHT OF YOUR SMILE,
LIGHTENS UP MY PITCH BLACK ROOM.
A LIGHT SO BEAUTIFUL,
ITS ALMOST LIKE A DREAM.
I CLOSE MY EYES AND YOUR INFRONT OF ME.
YOU LOOK SO BEAUTIFUL,
IM FULL OF RELEAVE.
I KNOW YOUR OKAY,
AND THATS ALL THAT MATTERS TO ME.
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