I made some promises, few ones
Long, long, sometimes long ago.
I made few promises to myself
My heart and my future.
I promised to keep the words
The words have learnt to lead me
I remember, she gave me real gifts
She gave me a roll of white piece
A white linen
A strong cap to fit my head in
Hard words to keep my heart strong
She showed me ways I shouldn't tread
And paths I should always check.
I wake up to look my right wall
To see the paste of my promises to grandma
And I say again...'I promise again'.
Just like I had always promised her
But she's gone too soon to see.
My promises I had kept
I had treasured and laid on my heart
Daily I pray and watch to see them grow
Strong and mighty.
Several years passed by
Yet it seems like yesterday
But grandma's words lie stale in my heart.
All, all my promises turned back and hurt me.
Like grandpa's gift; the linen
The white linen; I cannot safe anymore