For my Grandma: Departed 6 Nov 2010
I am a dreamer, but I cannot run.
It's a Friday and we gather to see
Altogether.
She is unmoving, but faultless.
Speechless, but clearly speaks.
There is no sound but I feel the voices
ringing still and clear.
There are no words.
Are you waiting Popo?
"Amazing grace, how sweet the sound"
We sing and laugh, we clap
We sing
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