An essay to my dear grandmother

Dear Grandma:

Before you left me, you said don't grieve
You wanted me too feel at ease
Your legacy stays in my heart
Your wisdom is my movement in making my mark
You then told me heaven await
You were ready and didn't hesitate
I think about you often
At times, I laugh and other times I cry
But I don't grieve, however, I have given life a try
Your wisdom was always precise
It's no wonder I had to think twice
Your reasoning being beyond any college books, and the genuine sound advice
Your journey in being far
You cannot get there by any car
Your spirit seems to be always with me
But you went home to spend time with thee
You're planning for my arrival in being the key
Grandma I miss you, but always think of you
You are an angel more than a saint, and your saga in having no complaint
I am glad we had this chance to acquaint.