ODE TO MY GRANDMOTHER
You'll be a leaf today,
When the doors of the paradise will be open for you.
You'll meet the birds,
You'll meet the water,
You'll be the wind I am feeling now in my heart,
You'll be the wind I am feeling now in my hands.
I will weep your death,
But the angels,
But the music,
But the stars,
But the poetry,
Will be with me.
You'll be with me tomorrow,
Neither the hell nor the storm
Will make me sink,
Cause you'll be my lighthouse,
Cause you'll be a comet
Lighting up the sky.
*This poem it's dedicated to my last grandmother who died on April the 6th 2022.
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