here i am,
all alone in my room,
thinking about death,
it was death tat separated us.
i loved you so much,
i was closer to you then anyone else.
when i was sad you made me happy.
when i was depressed you cheered me up.
i miss you more than anyone will ever know! ! !
i wrote this for my granny who died
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I think of death all the time