Grandma

Grandma.

A note to you.

I may give to you

may not

I love you

without end

however you is

Your memory

lossens its grip

on your brain

your Eyes

lossen their grip

on perception

your Spirt

holds tight to hope

not lost

you

is beauty,

your experience

is beautiful

fall into yourself

and find what

it means

to enjoy

it all

for even in

decline

there is beauty

there is joy

there is profound entertainment

there is loss

there is .

there is

light

to be found

see not what ails you

see all that feeds you

See all

that You

Are

see how

in everything

there

is

love

and in that

there is peace

and joy

and all that is

you is not loss

you need not find

you is love

forgotten

in fear

in pain

find love

for it is always there

if you is

the bravery

to see it