Her eyes closed,
her hands folded gently,
in a forever deep sleep,
a young girl is lead in the room,
not understanding asked if thelady was sleeping,
the young girls mother slowly shoke here head,
tears came to the girls eyes,
as she watched her grandmother,
smiling in death,
she watched her grandfather,
with tears in his eyes lean over a kiss the his wife on the cheek,
many years later the girl tells this story with tears in her eyes,
listen because this is my story,
my memory,
my grandmother.
