She grab the paper
Hardly read the letter
Try to sing the song
In a perfect tone
78 years
The spirit still there
The spirit to know
what, when and how
the world turn around
Some medicine go through her vein
Following the blood,
she get from some anonim person
who willing to share their blood
Just to give her some more time
to complete her mission
"Take me home" she told us
"Being in the hospital is a horrible" she complained
"Let me live my life peacefully in my own house" she assured us
The small and homely house,
Open the wardrobe and you'll find
So clean and perfect piles of clothes
Like if somebody preparing to go travelling
Today,
She told us the plane has come
Her husband is waiting
"Where r u going?"
That's what we're asking
Going to the place
Where I can have the eternal peace
Where I can watch the news
Where I can hear the song
Where I can sew my own clothes
"Heaven" she whispered
--Dedicated to my Grandmother"
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