A Letter for Grandma

إلى جدّتي، في رحمة الله

Sore hari yang aku kira biasa,

29 September 2026.

You left us with too much love

for Grief to remember your flaws.

What stays are words you gave,

And every lesson that you carved.

My lifelong witness, constant and true,

I thank the heavens for sending you.

Across the path early to guard,

As if an angel came from above.

There are so many chapters to tell,

Of all the ways you knew me well.

My selfish hopes you were still here,

A little longer, just more few years.

But you’re seventeen again, they say.

Your wings grown wide, fly, fly away.

Your heart, your lungs, your blood, your breath,

no longer bound by agony.

I’ll miss you more than words can bear,

But I wish you know I’m still right here.

Still writing on, still learning how,

Still becoming, somehow, somehow.

Your body won't fail you twice,

leaving those fragile hands of time.

So rest now, where nothing hurts,

where no goodbye can reach us