thatha
earlier this week, i had intended to write about death, and how i would like to face it. i never did get down to it, because i felt like i'd have given up on my grandfather... the sweetest, dearest man i've known.. he never talked down to me, and always treated me as an equal. his philosophy of life was liberal then, and even now i still think his ideas are quite forward..
to thatha... good bye... you're the friend and confidant that i could always turn to , no matter that i was otherwise friendless. and i'll try.. i promise i'll try not to shed a tear for you. i'll always love you
to thatha... good bye... you're the friend and confidant that i could always turn to , no matter that i was otherwise friendless. and i'll try.. i promise i'll try not to shed a tear for you. i'll always love you
