music is
beautiful
a few years
ago,
before my great grandmother died,
my family went to visit her in the
hospital.
she had lived a long and amazing life,
and we knew she did not have much time
left.
my sister played her songs on the violin.
even though her body was very frail and
still,
my mom and I watched a little smile emerge on
her face and her foot tap to the rhythm of the
calm music.
the next morning she died peacefully in her
warm bed.
I know she is a beautiful, perfect angel,
singing in heavenly peace.
I love you, R.I.P
♥