Memories of Nana
She promised we would see again,
The trailing night was a restrain.
She wanted to see me some years ago,
Couldn’t see her even to say hello.
Raging hearts were yet to be pacified,
Her late coming wasn't yet justified.
She promised we'd see again in the fall,
But mortals cannot see all nor know all.
Her mind plummeted into the night,
She was a shadow in the light.
Slowly she eased into the beyond,
Pulling apart our newly found bond.
November 8, 2024.
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