elegi.

on the wings of time, grief will fly away...
~

Don't know what to do, don't know what to say. everything went to fast even though i've expected this. i'll always remember my grandpa' as the one who taught me to love the forest, to make big things out of small things. the one who taught me to respect life, other humans and to do things properly. i'll remember you, grandpa', as the great man you were.

right now, i wanna do everything i know that you had wanted me to do. i'm gonna go to grandma' and bring in firewood for her, i'm gonna go to the forest with sally, where we went with alex. and i'm going to learn how to play on your harmonica, like you played for me.


Adios Abuelo.

an elegy for all the sorrows this autumn is about.

Forever yours, Fröken Svår.

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