16 November 2012
Frail and weak
Words of comfort we seek.
The strength in your eyes
Freeze the tears in mine.
As your eyes close
The lump in my throat rose.
The limp body I stood over,
Didn't resemble my strong grandmother.
Grandma • Opuss № I
16 November 2012
Frail and weak
Words of comfort we seek.
The strength in your eyes
Freeze the tears in mine.
As your eyes close
The lump in my throat rose.
The limp body I stood over,
Didn't resemble my strong grandmother.
Grandma • Opuss № I