The mother of my mother, breaths a sigh
After  89 years living life
She  doesn't need to speak, to speak her mind
That much I’ve learned in only 25

Still many years
To  become peers

If  grandma wants to say goodbye
Hasn't she finally earned the right
She  says I don't need to be afraid, no
Only of a death too long delayed

Seems so surreal
I don’t know how I feel

My  first grey hairs have arrived
No true love's yet in sight
She lost her love long before his time
And now she wants to join him in the endless night

So the rules must bend she says
Time to meet and greet the end

Dying of old age
A blessing so many hope awaits
Body becomes cage
A burden, are you ready to face