Memories flowing loosely,
Remembering when I was younger,
Walking round & holding your hand…
In a shop filled with cameras,
Playing with my oldest cousin,
And my younger ones too…
When Bayblade was still a thing,
& Old school Pokemon,
Played on the TV…
Although my Chinese was poor,
You made an effort to speak to me,
In English…
Then when I would say,
Something in Chinese,
You would smile at me….
It’s those memories,
That I will treasure forever…
I will never forget all the times,
You smiled,
The spent you with me,
& I hope that you’re in a happy place now…
I love you 外婆.
By
Elizabeth H. Hopkins
Elizabeth Han Hopkins 