"This is for my people who just lost somebody"...Goodbye

The sound of tears echoed through the room,

my eyes opened,

and rested on the pale body.

One Friday morning

The world ended for her,

Only to transport her to heaven.

Her face glowed,

her lips shaped in a smile,

while around her, tears dripped.

She had brought joy,

she had given love,

she was unforgettable.

Living beyind her time,

Present in every memory,

She was my grandmother.

At home in his arms

His eyes look at me,
Never turning away

He doesn't speak,
He doesn't have to,
I know what he's thinking
I always will

I look back at him,
Wordlessly taking his hand.

He pulls me close,
The warmth radiating,
I put my head on his shoulder,
At home in his arms