How can she be gone when I still feel her embrace
The warmth of her touch, I see the looks on her face
These comforts time will soon take
and leave the thoughts that keep me awake
I can never forget how I failed so completely
or how she suffered so deeply
I could have gone to see her but I missed my last chance
I should have been there, I knew well in advance
She was there for me, anytime i needed her
She was delighted even when I barely greeted her
A strange presence now lingers in my core
A sensation like i've never known before
Something inside me has yet to ensue
I feel like I can call her and still get through
Like she'll always be there waiting on my cue
But I can't and she won't be there for me whenever
Grandma's gone forever
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