Early morning rising, ready to be discharged from
the hospital, yet it may not happen for a while.
Knowing that my Granddaughter is expecting me,
hurts to the core of my being, life isn't fair even
to the youngest of us.
A ceremony where she will be receiving an award, a
great honor to her and I am totally proud of her
achievements and hope to be there for her.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
But your feelings are enough and let her have another occasion to give you a feel of it. Hope you have recovered RoseAnn.