The blue binder

My grandma died two years ago from lung cancer. I never exactly knew her but, my dad gave me a blue binder. It contained poetry she written, stories and art. I want to share it with world in my grandma's honor and I knew this is what she would want. Even though, I did not know her well, I love her so much and I know she deserves this.


2. Who am I

Who am I, for I am lost
I once knew, for now I do not
I use to see, for know I am Blind
Who am I, for I don't know
I use to hear, for now I am deft
I once could see, for know I am numb
Who am I, no one knows and no one cares
For I am lost in dispair and only I can find me
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