Word count: 43

Warning: References to death (non-graphic).

March eleventh, twenty seventeen

That was when you left me

Your hugs, your smile, your laugh as well

Why didn’t you tell us you weren’t well?

I’m trying my hardest not to cry

But I hope you’re happy, up in the sky



Word count: 119

Warning: sadness, slight mention of death

Happy birthday, Grandpa,

I hope you’re okay

It’s been 11 months

Since I’ve seen you last,

A lot has changed

for the better and worse

But I’m trying to hold on

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