you were bueatiful inside and out,
you were just like me brave and stout,
you looked like me,
mocha skin, lips so full they could pass for sin,
not only does you beauty lie within.
people adored you i mourned you,
all i have is a little picture left,
a picture that reminds me of your death.
Grandpa is so sad,
you should see him i feel so bad.
theres nothing i can do but dream of you,
but hear your voice in the quiet night.
i will be with you soon grandma,
seing us together,
what a sight.
Authors Note: this is about my grandma Anastasia, she died when i was 5 and i remember every single moment we shared. she died of cancer and i wish she was alive again.