by The Cheshire
Happy Day of the dead. Hope you like this poem
|I look to skies and remember
as I see the stars shine, that you (My grandma) are always watching
and would never want to see me cry.
I may not remember much from my past for now,
but, I know one thing is true. You never saw me frown in front of you.
I cherish your memory dearly and hold it close to my heart,
for I know you are always there for me even if you feel far apart.