tell me grandma
where do the flowers go
in winter
when the winds blow
cold as the night

show me grandma
how can we be happy
when death
takes us to the valley
be wrong or right

grandma share your wisdom
as the change you know
do flowers always come back
can people truly grow

stay dear grandma
be here for another spring
alive
long enough to only bring
without a fight

Peace/Love

\(^o^)/