Oma's (german for grandma) death

The unexpected phone call, my mothers face turnd white
My dear belovered Oma fell gravely ill that night

Worried sick and frightend, we sat beside her near
All that we could think about is soon she won't be here

Her bed was green, the walls were white and the nurse's dress was blue
Holding her hand, kissing her cheek and saying I love you

The family gathered around her, to say our last goodbye
Smiles, laughter and memories and sometimes we would cry

As she turned a ghostly white, her soul drifted away
I can still remember when she died, it was like yesterday

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