Que Sera, Sera

The people around me have looked loss in the eye – lost friends, family and even themselves. And if after all that, they can sit here singing so carefree, I start to wonder which future I’m so worried about.

When I close my eyes

You haven’t changed a bit, I think to myself, you’re still the 20-year-old kid I fell in love with whereas I’m a 65-year-old grandmother full of wrinkles. You smile and ask me if I picked up food for you on the way home. I try to explain to you that I didn’t know I was coming to see you today, death doesn’t come with a phone call