Weekend in the Ardennes
Sixth death anniversary of grandmother
Oh grandma, who would have ever thought.
Your picture always smiling at me.
You are the one I love in my heart.
You were always of good sense.
The years passed faster and faster for me.
The way up became more and more inclined for you.
If you are with Him, He will know.
Then you can eat with golden spoons.
You and I had a special bond.
There was never anything wrong with that.
The only thing that will never perish.
Is your smile that stays on my retina.