She never told me about this
and she left me in mid-air,
then she smiled her last
and I was caught in the fancy flair.
I never thought too much of this,
I always figured things seemed right,
then the sudden moment captured me,
in a dim, real faint moonlight.
Looking deep into her eyes,
there was nothing else you could see,
love and happiness were there,
even the very thought of me.
She held tight onto my hand,
and then she closed her eyes,
then with a deep breath whispered,
"Thank you, this isnt goodbye."
Although I wish I never let go,
but I was bleeding inside,
the thought of her falling that depth
made me fear what lies behind.
She took her to a place I myself
was forbidden to see,
I settled outside looking in
pretending she's looking back at me.
They closed the doors and then reprimanded what was once mine,
they kept me waiting for a hundred million hours which seemed like neverending amount of time.
Until they brought her back into my arms,
I enfolded her with love,
and they said, "Were sorry, very sorry, but there's no guarantee now that it's all done."
To try to tear, to try to understand
that I lost all in a moment of bliss,
to try to tear, to try to ask,
she lay there with only one more breath to gasp.
*Grandma Lourdes, I'm praying fervently. I love you. God is watching..
