As the light fades into a retreating night,
The doctors and everyone else say that your mind does fizzle.
You do remember me, right?
.
A woman always with a smile so bright.
My grandmother who taught me what it was to never shrivel
As the light fades into a retreating night.
.
You endured every single fight
Even with a memory that started to sizzle.
You do remember me, right?
.
A historied woman who came on a flight
To this country: your loved ones share stories official
As the light fades into a retreating night.
.
I think of you as you rest tonight
And I cannot help it if it's loud, my sniffle.
You do remember me, right?
.
I hope one day that we can reunite
When everything no longer feels so superficial.
As the light fades into a retreating night,
You do remember me...right?
For my grandmother: in memory. 20 August 1932 - 8 December 2023
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