October 9, 2024

On this very day,
Our grandfather passed away,
I saw my mother cry,
I told her, “We all will die.”
For what else could I have done,
When hope was scarce and life offered none.
They needed someone strong like a tree,
So I gave them all of me.
They cried and cried,
And believe me, I tried and tried,
To save them from their despair,
As they all needed repair.
They were all in denial,
Of this godsent trial.
My mother how I love you so.
I know you are deep in woe.
But for this long dreary night,
Let me be your light.