I keep calling out to you

thinking that maybe

maybe you’ll hear my

dying voice but

you haven’t.

I’ve waited for you for

so long but

you never came back.

Did I do something wrong,

it that why you don’t want me.

Your life was shortened

And so was our love.

My soul yearns to see you ,

touch you , love you…

Will I ever see you again Gran.

You were my rock

well you still are.

I’ll keep waiting

waiting for that one sign

that’ll tell me that you’re here.