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Goodbye isn't the last word you spoke
But a song, so old
I heard you singing it all night long
On the upper floor
I knew, you were recollecting time
And secrets never told
93 years, a tree can grow up tall
Now we are standing in front of you
Sighing, against the flood

So sad... I am not sure who you wrote about... my deepest condolences.

Actually it's for my maternal grandmom. She just passed away...

I am very sorry to hear about your loss.

My deepest condolences to you and your family.

May the peace which comes from the memories of love shared, comfort you now and in the days ahead.

Thanks!!!!!

O_Q

Well written & very touching.

You be brave! /pat

Thanks Sabibi! I'm alright!^^