Grandma Poem by Aldo Kraas

Grama
Who come you talk to me when I sleep?
Grama?
I always have nightmares about you when I sleep
How come?
Why is the world so cold?
But you were the best grama for me
Yes God created Gradma so they could take care of you little grandson
Yes I am grown up
And I found somebody that is like a brother to me
Thanks god
Because I won’t walk anymore the lonely paths
And I am Levon
And nobody else
Also I don’t let anybody walk all over me
I speak up when I have too
Also Don’t think that I am a fool
Because I am not
I went to school and
I learned what I could learn
In life.