I recently found a diary
I could recognize whose diary it was
It was of my grandma
Now all the memories were recalled!
Memories do warm you up from inside
But they also tear you apart
It is not the pain of holding it
But it is the lonliness that hits you like a dart!
She always said whenever you will close your eyes
You will see
All the memories
You have of me!
She was there in the better place
There she was no longer old
It was only filled with love
She was there up above!
YOU ARE READING
Little Do You Know
PoetryThe smile we let the other see while we are dying a little everyday.. The collection of poems hard and clear about what hurts Orginal and selfwritten.
