• aionnenovi 14w

    Lola

    How I miss yester's vibrant days
    Hanging in sunset colored picture frames
    Their presence lingers, ubiquitous
    Well preserved and ever grandiose

    The days of her youth
    When she'd run without stopping
    When she'd laugh her heart out
    And find her self uncontrollably squirming

    Granny's the same today
    In her wrinkled smile
    Her wind brushed hair
    She was happy when she laid

    Find repose for your rest eternally,
    Broke our bliss momentarily
    I love you,
    Goodbye.