The Grandmother is Watching
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In the depths of the night,
As they stumble–in darkness,
They know not what is right;
Who has been here the longest?
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The Glory was once.
The Power was twice.
Yet as time goes on,
Sadness remains.
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Spent a childhood wishing I could grow up
Floating on the clouds that surrounded me
Act out the future with mom's coffee cup
Completely unaware, I want to be
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Loss
In the depths of the night,
As they stumble–in darkness,
They know not what is right;
Who has been here the longest?
Like a sigh–lost in a crowd,
Or the Last star in the sky,
Death is constant–absorbed
Into the ramblings of life.
In the midst of the darkness,
They aimlessly wander.
In searching–In pleading,
To find what is lost.
This sigh fades away
In the crowds growing murmur.
This star fades away
In Sol’s waking smile.
They grieve and they worry,
Looking for the light.
Instead they find wisdom,
and this wisdom is sight.
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