For another flame doth die,
A time to reflect,
On love sadly passed,
More sad for knowing,
T'will not be our last.
My Granny
I cherished those time when she was living with me
taking care of me when I was still young, and vulnerable.
She was a quiet person, caring in a positive way
but she was often taken as granted.
My parent was working then,
and she was the one who catered to all my willful needs.
I remembered she was the one who will pick me up from school everyday
Old and feeble, but standing strong.
Folding origami for me was a great thrill
as simple paper frogs can make me jump for joy
Whenever it rained, I will always pester her
to fold me a boat that will carry all my sorrow down the drain
I was playful when I was young, hyperactive and menacing.
Whenever I was bored, she will bring me to the playground
Or brought me to the marketplace where she will give me 20 cents
playing on the ride till the gay evening.
Remembered a time I accidentally threw a toy camera at her
broke her finger when I playfully closed the door at her
I was ignorant then, but I know what is remorseful
Trying to apologize, but she forgave me before I even said a word.
A bad fall, and down with the fatal stroke
I knew she will be leaving us slowly
Her pain and agony was shown on her face
But helpless we were.
On that fateful day when god brought her away
There was grief, but showing sadness was never a forte
My dad said everyone gotta leave this world one day
Like how I came into this world
We played poker during her wake
Trying to hide our anguish over the death of a loved one
Listening to perfect10
Suddenly this song was played..
Love, me
Collin Raye
I read a note my Grandma wrote back in 1923
Grandpa kept it in his coat, and he showed it once to me
He said, "Boy, you might not understand, but a long, long time ago,
Grandma's daddy didn't like me none, but I love your Grandma so.
We had this crazy plan to meet and run away together
Get married in the first town we came to and live forever
But nailed to the tree where we were supposed to meet instead
I found this letter, and this is what it said :
"If you get there before I do
Don't give up on me
I'll meet you when my chores are through
I don't know how long I'll be
But I'm not gonna let you down
Darling wait and see
And between now and then
Til I see you again
I'll be loving you
Love, Me."
I read those words just hours before my Grandma passed away
In the doorway of the church where me and Grandpa stopped to pray
I know I've never seen him cry in all my fifteen years
But as he said these words to her, his eyes fill up with tears
"If you get there before I do
Don't give up on me
I'll meet you when my chores are through
I don't know how long I'll be
But I'm not gonna let you down
Darling wait and see
And between now and then
Til I see you again
I'll be loving you
Love, Me"
When she was with me, I never paid much attention to her, and now I regret that so much.
My advice is, never take any of your friends or relatives for granted, because when they are not there anymore you will wish so much that you had paid jus a little more attention to them.
Her memories of us have left her, although mine of her have not.