Six long years without my grandma Donka by Ann WoodTime flies as if it was yesterday when we received that sad phone call that you had died, grandma.
When I returned home, it was already two meters underground, and I couldn't say goodbye to you for the last time.
We missed you terribly, grandma.
You missed many important moments in my life, such as the British citizenship ceremony, my graduation as a university graduate.
The birth of Dragos baby boy Ilian and the retirement of my mother.
Rest in peace, my darling, fly with the angels in heavens garden.
We will meet one day in heaven; until then, you will look after us from there.
We love and miss you so much, grandma.
Poetry by Ann Wood
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Written on 2020-11-17 at 02:42
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