
Two years ago my grandmother passed away and I never got to really know her. I owe her this much. I would appreciate feedback.
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Hurt/Comfort - Words: 199 - Reviews: 2 - Published: 12-04-11 - Status: Complete - id: 2976786
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I never got to tell you
Didn't get the chance to say
That I've always loved you, always
I should've told you everyday.
I never really knew you
Not until it was too late
Now I'll never get to tell you
That you were truly great.
You're picture's on my wall
When you were young and so in love
But you're picture's on the table
Are you watching from above?
I don't want their pity
But she said I have your eyes
I look down on you and start to cry
For I know everything dies
When I was small and foolish
You would teach me how to sew
You would give us treats and games
We would help you make the dough.
I don't want their comfort
I only want you back
Three years of not a word
If I speak, my voice will crack
The daughter you never had
I meant everything to you
When you were sick and lost
I was sorry I never knew.
I never got to know you
Not until the day you died
Grandmother please forgive me,
For all my wasted time.
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