sitting there as the star that warms us starts its journey across the sky
I see a giant balloon that is controlled by hot air floats in the sky
it reminds me of a woman that I used to know a long time ago
A woman that seemed like she was living in a time where the world seemed innocent to my young eyes
the few memories I have are fading like the warm summer breeze as it slowly turns into a cold winter wind
the woman I called Grandma
sometimes I wonder what would she think of me right now
as she watches over me in the clouds
is she proud
is she happy about the choices I made in life
does she know when my mom and her other kids and grandpa and her grandkids she didn't get to meet and I visit her
all these question run through my head when I think about it
so I try to avoid think about it because I know it can break down my walls that I have built up for the last 13 years since then
After that thought I come back down to earth from the cloud and see that the big balloon in the sky still floating away
I thank it for reminding me of those bitter-sweet memories are faded for me
so I watch it float into a tiny speck
I know then that she will alway be with us and watch over us from her cloud in the sky
