I could meet lots of people, but the question for me is more of who I’ll like to see again..... My grandmother, may she rest in peace. I dedicated this poem to my grandmother.... GRANDMA YOU WERE MY BEST FRIEND, WE DID MANY THINGS TOGETHER, WE WERE INSEPARABLE, EARLY SATURDAY MORNING WE WOULD GO TO BREAKFAST, LATE AT NIGHTS WE'D STAY UP TO WATCH COMEDIAS, THOSE WERE THE GOOD OLD TIMES. WHEN I NEEDED YOU I'D TRUN AROUND AND YOU WERE THERE, I COULD TALK TO YOU ABOUT ANYTHING, YOU SET A GRAET EXAMPLE FOR ME, YOU TOUGH ME RIGHT FROM WRONG, YOU WERE THERE FOR ME THROUGH THE GOOD TIMES AND THE BAD, THOSE WERE THE GOOD OLD TIMES. YOU ALWAYS SUPPORTED ME IN ALL I DID, YOU WERE THE ONE I COULD DEPEND ON, WHEN YOU SUFFERED I SUFFERED, AND WHEN I SUFFERED YOU SUFFERED, WHEN YOU GOT SICK WE PRAYED AND KEPT OUR SPIRITS UP, YOU KEPT TELINNG ME THINGS WERE GOING TO GET BETTER, BUT THEY JUST GOT WORSE, NOW YOU ARE GONE AND IN A BETTER PLACE, I FEEL ALONE WITHOUT YOU NEXT TO ME, AT FIRST I THOUGHT YOU LEFT BECAUSE YOU DIDNT LOVE ME ANYMORE, BUT NOW I NOW THAT IT WAS FOR THE BEST, I KNOW THAT FROM WHERE YOU ARE YOU ARE WATCHING ME, I MISS YOU AND CANT WAIT TO SEE YOU ONCE MORE, I LOVE YOU... GRANDMA