POEMS OF MY GRANDMA WITH DEMENTIA #23/ Short life

in new •  7 years ago 

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You stayed forever

young man on the road

while I walk here.

Maybe, under the grass,

you are waiting for me

I still do not understand

why did you stay,

I do not understand

why are you the one who has arrived ...

while I'm still walking.

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