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.
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