Dear Granny
I hear their cries
I share their pain
I tried to hold it in
But tears come like rain
A celebration at first
A goodbye at the end
Such sweet memories
To tell, I can't even begin
Who is this lying here?
I have no clue
If it was Granny, she'd be smiling
And her skin wouldn't look so blue
I was emotionless until I came to see her face
My face is buring and abs are hurting
Trying to hold back the tears
I know she won't be coming back
I wouldn't come back either
No more pain, no sorrow
Most of all, no fear
Dear Granny, I wish you the best
One day I will join you
And togeher we'll watch the sunset
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