May 2013
As she ascends up into the dazzling white light
I cant help but feel a tug on my heart.
I will never be able to see my grandmother again,
never be able to hear her sweet saprano voice
raise and fall with the beat of the jellicle's.
She was the one who inspired my voice,
the one who showed me the truth.
How am i to continue without her guiding?
I itch to reach into the light and pull her back.
Back to me....
back to be grandma...
back to be Grizabella
my glamour cat
I cant help but feel a tug on my heart.
I will never be able to see my grandmother again,
never be able to hear her sweet saprano voice
raise and fall with the beat of the jellicle's.
She was the one who inspired my voice,
the one who showed me the truth.
How am i to continue without her guiding?
I itch to reach into the light and pull her back.
Back to me....
back to be grandma...
back to be Grizabella
my glamour cat
This poem is inspired by the musical "Cats." This musical is very near and dear to my heart and i have always wanted to write a short poem about Jemina's thoughts as Grizabella enters the heavenside layer. Well here it is, hope you all enjoy it :)
