**I dedicate this poem to my grandmothers who both passed away recently within a month of each other, RIP**
Vanished.
Why did you go?
Why couldn't he leave you?
Out of all the people out there,
and all of the bad deeds, you were an angel,
sent from above to love us all,
your job wasn't finished,
but now you have,
vanished.
*Rictametre:line 1 - 2 syllables - same as line 9 line 2 - 4 syllables line 3 - 6 syllables line 4 - 8 syllables line 5 - 10 syllables line 6 - 8 syllables line 7 - 6 syllables line 8 - 4 syllables line 9 - 2 syllables - same as line 1*
