For those who have lost someone dear. Grandma I've been missing you a lot lately.
Your death was a flash of lightning
In my night sky
Others saw it, felt for me,
Then moved on and saw the sun rise
But for me the image of
Heaven touching earth
Is all I see when I close my eyes
The storm is still raging in my dreams
My days are dark with rain because
Your death was a flash of lightning
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