When I saw you sad, <br />drowned inside your wet world, <br />I believed that I could make <br />your lips smile again. <br /> <br />But as I was holding your hand, <br />I realised how powerless I was <br />to erase the wrinkles <br />from your palms.<br /><br />Niko Tiliopoulos<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/grandmother-9/
