Unfortunately I received a message one day...
The words she typed stabbed into my heart...

I live between the lines of life,
Where situations are different...

How dim...
Oh, so dim...

Grandma, you see, is a very important name...
Your entitled to spoiling, caring and all those...

How many times will it take you to see?
I do have some goodness within me...

Memories are unendingly passing us by.
No matter how much you want to remember them...

I see the evil and hate in the flames;
As it slowly burns into my eyes...

The house shaking;
Things falling off the walls...

Angry black storm clouds moving closer.
Wind screaming in my face...

The flower impatiently grows;
Trying to beat the cold white snow...

I sit at the table listening.
The room filled with people talking...

Wow! So today is your birthday old man.
There are still so many things I don't understand...