Love is the only thing that will remain

Even when your eyes express strangeness 

in the instant you look at me; 

Even if your touch 

become insecure and elusive;

I'm still holding dear

as you made it for me many times before. 

When everything fades away 

the echo of our love-

the love of a grandmother and a granddaughter,

the love of two women sharing bonds of companionship -

will remain.

Love is the only thing that will remain

when we all become dust of dreams and never told stories,

when all that lasts of us is written in the pages of our diaries.