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AND ON THIS DAY
How I cherished you from spring to winter’s joy,
glowing then murmuring those words
I cannot have enough of ” my sweet grandchild”...
did you know how these melted all the nightmares
of my raking dreams? And somehow, this heart
felt I was so close to the definition of love,
a kiln of a love that cannot be overridden by time..
that up till now, I am not sure
if I have really loved you well enough,
except that in the core of my soul,
my young arms would defend you to death
from wolves or gnomes I still think crept in my bed.
And on this day, this seemingly last day,
when the glitter of our fireflies casts halo’s light
for you to pass unto some distant star;
oh girlhood moments bared I will rejoice in every way..
The ardor you nourished through dusk's rock-a-byes
and our laughter on a sea of grass... they are mine,
while pale twilight of years will favor you with bliss.
Although I couldn't understand my silent cry,
" Grandma, why are asleep for days?", I am no longer
in need of any thing… for I was loved, loved more
than all of time’s wish to just be; just be me.
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