Should've been there when she went away

I was visiting my grandmother at Pantai Hospital Batu Pahat when I saw this poem. She was admitted because of dengue.

How do we measure

the length of a man's life?

By number of years?

or what he touched others by?

If truth be told,

the measure of life

is gauged by how

we carry inside

Those who carry

his essence and pride

receive his gift

of hope and life

If we have to measure

the length of one's life,

he truly lives

when through his, another survives.

For it is in his giving

that others receive

a gift so precious

of hope and new life.

Nenek,

Rest in peace.

You will be missed.