Poetic Dan

End of her time

Do I write to forget, or do I write to remember.



Either way, I\'m so glad it\'s September!



On the 7th of this month my grandmother passed way



Her spirit left the vessel and ascended from our play



Forever in my heart, the love for her will stay



Forever showing me, how to be cheeky everyday



Life is ment for living, all in our own unique way



To not let things affect me, let be whatever will be.



Knowing when the next grandchild gets here, you\'ll still be holding her through my tear.



Nearly three years you was bedridden, dementia took your mind



At least now you\'re free, no longer stuck in time