I miss my Baba and Gida, even though they see me every day. Singing with the Angels, talking to them when I pray. Holding on to my memories. Watching Baba knit wearing Socks and slippers even though they don’t fit. Growing in the past and living for the day. I miss my Baba and Gida. I Wish they could have stayed. Calling for His angels. Baba thought she was late. Gada took He by the hand, together they walked up to heaven’s Gate.I miss my Baba and Gida. I miss them with all my heart. Lighting two candles. From my memories they will never part.
Teresa
As published in The Carillon on Mar 07, 2024, Mar 07, 2024
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