Today was lovely
I spent it at the mall with my grandma
just like sweet hapless third grade summers
when tragedies seemed risque and exciting
instead of as sad as they are
since I didn't have to be an adult then
she'd buy me books and smoothies
as she did again today
and she'd let me vent
and abstain from her chatterbox ways
since she knew (and knows) I need her
she told me stories I've heard before
and corrected my grammar meticulously
and made tiny hidden comments about my weight
yet I miss the days when this was always
now everything is so heavy grim and brooding
it was nice pretending to be a kid again
and hearing her brag about me as her granddaughter
and call me Katie
a stranger told me to cherish these times
and believe me
I do
I spent it at the mall with my grandma
just like sweet hapless third grade summers
when tragedies seemed risque and exciting
instead of as sad as they are
since I didn't have to be an adult then
she'd buy me books and smoothies
as she did again today
and she'd let me vent
and abstain from her chatterbox ways
since she knew (and knows) I need her
she told me stories I've heard before
and corrected my grammar meticulously
and made tiny hidden comments about my weight
yet I miss the days when this was always
now everything is so heavy grim and brooding
it was nice pretending to be a kid again
and hearing her brag about me as her granddaughter
and call me Katie
a stranger told me to cherish these times
and believe me
I do
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