In Memory Of...

To: Ms. Chew
From: Fredy

Seems like yesterday that you were
filling the house with stories and jokes
of how things were back in the good ol' days,
of how tradition is important and so is culture.

Seems like yesterday that my music and
clothes made you laugh.

Yet today... the house looks empty and the
clouds roll in, the stories are muted
and the jokes are humorless.
The house cries, because you are gone.

But you are still here in my sorrow
and my tears.
in my smile and laughter
in the walls of my heart that
will always keep you in and
will never let you go.
--F.S.

The poem one of my seniors wrote for me after I told him about my grandma passing away. It's moments like these that show me the love goes both ways.