Dear Grandma,,,,

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Dear Grandma,

It’s the early hour of the 30th Day;
Still code with news of your Death on the 30th of April;
Just a month after you have walked away;
To tell you the Truth, things have not been the same.

Submitted: June 30, 2012

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Submitted: June 30, 2012

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Dear Grandma,

 

It’s the early hour of the 30th Day;

Still code with news of your Death on the 30th of April;

Just a month after you have walked away;

To tell you the Truth, things have not been the same.

 

 My tears still water the friendship between this pen and paper.

Yet, I hear the confidence in your Prayers;

The promises that we will always be together;

Knowing you will never say never;

Believing you will be here forever.

 

It’s just another raining day;

You died as Christ has done all the pay;

Wishing that’s all you needed to stay;

Now it’s just days after days;

I still cannot forget all the pains.

 

Do I really have a perfect wish to make?

“YES” it’s just to see you for another day;

To cheer you with all the smiles and play;

Till the final hour when you will walk away again.

 

Today was part of your Vision;

My head flashes in all the love and affection;

How could a woman of your age have strong passion for Education?

Your strongwill gave us all perfect sense of direction.

“YES” yes of course you have lightened the candles of our imaginations;

Your teachings of a better character for a perfect Nation;

In those early age in our little plantation.

 

Mama, the wind will be cold by November again;

Wishing I could clothe myself in your evening fairy tales;

Like the chicks to their mother hen will pray;

But I have found strength in what you left never to sway;

Cuz some days, I will pay the say debt you just paid.

 

It’s sounds like a little piece of play;

I know tomorrow will be a better day;

But some days, I sure know we will never witness this sorrow again;

Knowing our heavenly father will take away all the pains.

 

The morning Angel is here;

To help deliver this to you up there;

But before I let her go,

I have to say to you what I have always wanted to.

 

To your smiles I found so dear;

To your advice I got so clear;

To your beauty we found so fair;

To your personality that was so rare.

 

To your rules that we all did fear;

To the things that you made us dare;

To your love that you gave us well;

To your patience that never got wear;

To your wisdom that never made us cruel;

To every little thing we shared; not found in many places.

I promise to always keep you here; where you will never fade away.

My heart you must but always stay.

ADIEU MAMA.

YOUR LOVING GRANDSON

HON. AIVIS’ CHRISTOPHER


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