Goodbye Dear Grandmother
When I was younger, I thought you would never die
I thought you were an immortal
You were wonderfully healthy
You were morally good
You were a virtuous woman, always in the mood.
Once I asked you, “Why do people work? ”
And then you answered, “Because to live is to work! ”
Then I said, “Life is tough, we need to stop and rest.”
“No! ” She told me, “Life is beautiful; it is a test.”
And now you lay down
Destined for a peaceful town
“To live is to work… To die is to rest.”
Goodbye Grandmother,
Goodbye for now.
/rosalinda flores martinez
also on poemhunter.com / one of my oldest poems;rosevoc2
When I was younger, I thought you would never die
I thought you were an immortal
You were wonderfully healthy
You were morally good
You were a virtuous woman, always in the mood.
Once I asked you, “Why do people work? ”
And then you answered, “Because to live is to work! ”
Then I said, “Life is tough, we need to stop and rest.”
“No! ” She told me, “Life is beautiful; it is a test.”
And now you lay down
Destined for a peaceful town
“To live is to work… To die is to rest.”
Goodbye Grandmother,
Goodbye for now.
/rosalinda flores martinez
also on poemhunter.com / one of my oldest poems;rosevoc2
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