Grandma's lullaby

by timvick473662003

Member since 2003 · Posted 8 Dec 2003 · 2 comments

My Grandmother is dying She lies in a hospital bed Drugged, and half dead I visit her, and I start crying Death has a hold on her A grip that never ceases I have love, that never decreases He rides in, driven by a chauffeur My life was good until last week My life was great until I had to meet Face to face with the one who I fear Death my friend, Death is near

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[n/a] grumpycrafter 8-Dec-03/5:01 PM Reply

I like it.

[6] dragonfly 8-Dec-03/10:08 PM Reply

I think subtlety could improve its effect.