The last days are filled with huge sadness, which pierces me through and tears me inside. My troubled soul can not calm down.
For my beloved grandmother. ( I love you and miss you )
Tombstones glisten in the noise of the trees.
My grandmother is resting in one of the graves.
When I was a little girl, she told me stories.
I put my head on her knees and listened
I confessed my problems and troubles.
She gave wise advice when I needed it
It was my refuge, the comfort of my heart.
Old age came and heavenly death took her.
Even though she loved her life so much.
Now she rests in a marble, cold grave,
but she left a souvenir after herself.
In the memory of relatives who knew her.
She praised her goodness and care in her life.
Now the memory of her will remain in their hearts.
Angelic strength from the heavens gives us know.
Watch over me, my beloved grandma.
I am praying for that, your granddaughter ......
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