Mrs. "Honey" West
Within these walls, this prison
My mind and thoughts run free.
I often think of my grandmother,
And what she has meant to me.
I wonder how my life would be,
Had she not gone away,
And would these current issues faced
Be easier to endure, were she here today.
How would my life be different,
I've asked a million times.
Maybe if I could just hear her voice,
It would ease my heart and mind.
It's been twelve years now,
But it seems like it was yesterday.
That someone called to tell me,
"Honey" has passed away.
I'm grateful for the times we shared,
But only our creator could have known.
Of the pain and void left in my life,
In the years since she's been gone.
I have been forced to continue on,
And do what I know would make her proud.
Using the talents I've been blessed with,
To stand out from the crowd.
I still miss our daily conversations,
That's an undeniable fact,
And so is my life being forever changed,
Because of her love and caring acts.
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