Two months ago I saw you alive and happy two weeks ago I could have seen you breathing one week ago I could have touched your porcelain cheek Now all I can do and ever will do is stare, stare at the finite letters etched into stone -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- May you weight be lifted May God take your load and let you be free May you flit forever young through death's waves. no more pressure, the gray shroud has been lifted and you may dance with the angels on silvered slippers May you glide gracefully through the enlightened void of forever. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- What I wouldn't give to see your smile, one last time, to hear your final laugh and to weep with you at the end, to hold you near and let you know you are loved by me until the last second, to be with you one last time, to say my goodbyes: to get closure, to get rid of the chains pulling me down. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- If only the world were perfect and I could meet you, in health, to let both of our souls be free. but you need not worry, for where you are now is the most immaculate place on earth, but detached from earth --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- May you lie forever in undisturbed harmony --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I say my farewell to your stone now and can only hope you hear me but if and when you do, I want you to know I. Love. You.
For my grandma who died in September 2011
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