To my Grandmother

Walking the hallways of your past
You don't see me
I don't see the one I knew as you

Grammy, please don't call me
by my mother's name
Can't you see her cry?
don't look for Grandpa
long ago, he died.

We, living in the ever-present Now,
we try to talk to you
don't know just how.

My heart breaks,
as you search for your little girls,
your heart aches
Can't make you understand.

God has stolen most of you
with his almighty hand.