I called my grandmother mumma as she bought me up from a baby,
I did not know my biological mother.
I am sitting here in heaven, and I am watching you,
My dear grandchild.
I often visit you in your dreams.
I very gently stroke your face, heaven is truly a beautiful place.
The day the angels carried me away,
But I never really went away.
I watch over you everyday.
I know when you are unhappy,
I see you laugh, I see you cry,
I didn’t really want to die .
But I was so fed up the domestic violence wouldn’t stop,
God thought, that I’d had enough.
But I thought about you, you poor little waif,
I made sure that you were safe.
I put my arms around you,
I watched over you,
when you are asleep.
I’m not dead, I am in heaven.
Please don’t weep,
If only you knew how much I care for you.
I can still remember the things that we used to do,
But I am in heaven now.
Heaven is truely beautiful and its good to be free,
Free from domestic violence that was dished out to you and me.
And I thank you dear granddaughter for thinking about me ,
I miss my muma beyond infinity.