Maria

Dedicated to my grandma, Maria Palmhed. RIP.

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I've already written so much, for my grandma
I don't want to write this poem just for her
Cause the more I dwell the past, the more my eyes
Well at last, I feel like there is no more to say.

Today...

Tomorrow I may wake to realization
I may wake with the sunlight upon my face
And with this sudden light on contemplation
I will realize that life is changing fast

It changes every morning that we wake up
Every morning come to life may be the last
The future is in grasp and the past it has passed
Life is in the now so let us laugh

Today...

Let us cherish life in the moment
Remember all the moments that we've had
And let us not be silent, let us all be glad
If there's something to cry about

Do not pout! I have no doubt!
We will all take the higher route
Where there are no clouds upon our path