I never thought about the day that you would go,
The day that you would leave this world to enter the other.
I will never forget the smell that used to indicate that you were
around, the stale smell of smoke that lingered on your clothes,
to tell me that you're my gran; you were a part of me.
I remember when you thought I never knew when you would watch me,
while I sat and read my favourite book.
I won't forget our discussions we had about our world: the great
pyramids of Giza, our oceans animals, Nature, and what we wanted
to always do for ourselves.
But I know that you didn't want this to happen, so quickly and
And now I can't even say goodbye, because you are not next to me,
giving me your ritual butterfly and Eskimo kisses. And your warm
If you were here I would talk to you about everything I still
wanted to talk about, I would want to give you another hug, to
feel your presence next to me as you pat my leg while you talk.
I remember the sound of your voice, always sounding the same even
on the phone, that sweet crackling sound, always reminding me of
wrinkling up a sweet rapper. Yes, that's what you like, a sweet.
So deliciously nice, I could savour our moments together.
I won't forget saying good night to you. Repeating our butterfly
and Eskimo kisses.
That is what I will miss the most, knowing that you were always
so close by.
I miss you.