And when you told me
that day
under the maple tree
I already knew.
I didn't recognize, but,

I already knew.

How...uncertain it is out there.
And now you're gone?
They tell me you're happy now.

They also told me
that the old dog went to live on the farm
and that now he's happy
but I saw you throw away the collar.

Are you really happy now?

I was brave. I didn't cry.
Not under the maple tree
with its leaves falling in your snowy hair.
Not now.

I'm not afraid.
Not now.
When my time comes
When I'll tell my girl, her daughter
I won't be afraid.

I already know.
You'll help me.
I'll meet you under the maple tree, Grandma.
I already know.


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