observationalistic

observationalistic:

made this a few years ago for my grandmother
hashtag sad song Sundays it goes like:

her grip is slowly slipping
like a song that fades out slow
we can’t tell if she’s listening
but inside we know she knows
she said I won’t be gone long
just hold me in your arms a little longer

she’s survived by seven children
seven hearts to call her own
and they all have reassured her
that she will never be alone
she said I won’t be gone long
just hold me in your arms a little longer