I miss my grandmother.
Of the past.
When I looked at her today
It feels like I'm looking at a different person.
She's so thin now.
I can feel her bones.
When I massaged her hands and legs
I'm reminded of the good old times.
Times she went to our house and play with me.
Times she waited for us at the market and we'd walk up to her house together.
Times she'd cook for me.
Times she shielded me from all the canings from mum.
Those were all distant memories.
Now i just wanna hold her hand and walk up the stairs with her again.
But she's too frail now to even walk.
I miss her.
Can I have her back aft the operation?
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