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Created on: July 11, 2008
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Tears frozen; unable to move.
Gramma please come back!
I want to watch you sleep again.
I long to see you nap.
My heart just shattered on the floor
Of this white and lonely room.
On this sunny Monday morning,
A family met its doom.
Remember when we went to the park?
You sat and watched me play.
I'm not too sure if you're aware
I think of you everyday.
The doctors didn't hurry, like
I thought they should have done,
When your machines continued beeping.
If they had, would you have won?
Each battle has its end
And so does every war.
That can't be your last breath.
Just breathe a little more!
It seems like a world of forever
Since you entered in these doors.
But now it's time for you to leave,
Yet different than before.
I can't believe I saw your eyes
When we walked in this morning.
Ease her pain, she's dying here!
Could that be why we're mourning?
I want you to know I finished it;
That picture that you colored.
You leaving here affects us all,
But most of all, my mother.
I watch her cry above your bed,
Never leaving your side.
I can't imagine how it must feel
To watch your mother die.
Please, Gramma, don't be mad at her
Because she had to decide
Not to keep you drugged up in a bed
So the truth would have to hide.
But, Gramma, I do love you
More than you will ever know.
Thank you for always being there
To watch me quickly grow.
So now as you depart this world
Of misery and pain,
You have my love, our love, forever.
Through sunshine, through the rain.
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