No good-byes.

by Debbie Thompson   Feb 10, 2005


On January 27,2002.
My whole world came unglued.
My life came to a halt.
I wanted someone to blame even though I knew no one was at fault.
Everyone has to die or so I've been told.
Why her, I mean she wasn't even old?
My Grandma was my life, my mentor,and my friend, and she still was even in the end.
She's still here in a present tense, and I can still feel her innocence.
It's been over 4 years now since she's been gone, people keep telling me that I'll move on, if this happened to you, what would you do, I know she'll still be with me in my heart, and in my heart is where she'll stay, year after year, day after day.

For my Mamaw, Margarette Stacy
I love you Mamaw .

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