The end

Light shines out
in a huge white room,
filled with cries and murmurs
of the people around my sight.

In my front,
lamenting people were gathered,
encircling a white-colored
casket.

So I stood to see
who's inside?
I saw my grandma
asleep so tight.

I asked my mom,
"Is she dead?"
She did not utter
but nod her head.

Seeing this,
I stopped for a while.
Then tears flowed
from my eyes,
telling myself,
"Death has put my grandma
into the end."