Farewell Granny

By Vinnie

Burned golden brown the orb of your eyes

Always with parallelism

Now your lashes threaten to buckle

Feebleness that declares to take you away

Reigniting the darkness again

I try to stand my ground

Because past or present I can say no more

But I should know reunion awaits in the skies

End of the torment is what it should remind

Yet all I can see is

The ring under your eyes so dark

Concave your cheeks so hollow

Sunken your mouth so wrinkled

White as winter you so ashen

I wake up to the truth

And yet I find no tears to cry

Is is the quite before the storm or why

But I have no words to try

By Vinnie