Grandma

Standing between the shadow and light,
i bend down to hold your hand,
your trembling lips telling me to smile,
everyone eyes filled with tears and red.

Picking up the young memories,
i saw you sewing my blanket,
i saw you sitting in the living room for our arriving,
i saw you waving ur hand to say goodbye.

You always talked to me in dialect,
i always smile back to u without understand a single words,
now seeing you lie on the bed,
i wish to talk to you but not just smiling,
but you cant remember my name.

It's kinda hurt,
knowing dropping tears is not good,
but still i can't control it,
i cried..

I tried to look at you,
tired to call you grandma,
but still you can't recognize me.

All i can do now,
is to pray for you, grandma.