If tears could build a stairway
And memories were a lane,
I would walk right up to heaven
To bring you home again.
No farewell words were spoken.
No time to say good-bye.
You were gone before we knew it,
And only God knows why.
My heart still aches in sadness
And secret tears still flow.
What it meant to lose you,
No one will ever know.
Internet hasn't really been working at all, (that's why I have been gone for so long... sorry!) and so my only entertainment came from looking at oldfiles I had saved.
And, yesterday I came across these pictures, of something my Grandma was sewing, a top. Tomorrow it will be a month since she passed away, and I wanted to dedicate this post to her.
La Dolce Moda