For Grams
This is the poem I wrote for my grandma. I was going to read it at her funeral but I looked at it and began to cry.
Rain Upon Roses(a Morning witout Sun)
Sing to me, when within the arms of a songless sea.
Endlessly, please.
Let the rain carry on dancing.
Then you sang to me, a rose within a dream.
Please, sleep peacefully.
A masterpiece of peace will cease.
Submerged too deep, your lashing makes even nightmares scream.
Solemly we'll step back to greet evening washing over,
as in desperation waves begin to clash.
We'll drown slowly, in your broken glass.
Shallow as our tangled paths.
Bleed and breathe easy, you beg us pleading.
As the horizions ceading, we become like falling rain, fleeting.
As stained as wet paint bleeding, rolling away and depleating, a dying symphony.
And all the notes began to fade, as if to say, you're far too late.
Chase us in the lives we sow, entangled our lies we'll never know.
If it snows, we'll lead astray in hopes to lead to you someday.
Upon the shore, within the melting sky. Stars appear that seem to cry.
Tides to wipe away the fears.
Dark waters bearing lonley tears.
Rain Upon Roses(a Morning witout Sun)
Sing to me, when within the arms of a songless sea.
Endlessly, please.
Let the rain carry on dancing.
Then you sang to me, a rose within a dream.
Please, sleep peacefully.
A masterpiece of peace will cease.
Submerged too deep, your lashing makes even nightmares scream.
Solemly we'll step back to greet evening washing over,
as in desperation waves begin to clash.
We'll drown slowly, in your broken glass.
Shallow as our tangled paths.
Bleed and breathe easy, you beg us pleading.
As the horizions ceading, we become like falling rain, fleeting.
As stained as wet paint bleeding, rolling away and depleating, a dying symphony.
And all the notes began to fade, as if to say, you're far too late.
Chase us in the lives we sow, entangled our lies we'll never know.
If it snows, we'll lead astray in hopes to lead to you someday.
Upon the shore, within the melting sky. Stars appear that seem to cry.
Tides to wipe away the fears.
Dark waters bearing lonley tears.