Gramps

I change everyday

Sometimes for the better

And sometimes I can learn

To be better and stronger

For those of us who won’t.

A chunk of me is missing

And that chunk is you.

I pray for your recovery

For you to be well soon.

For you to call one day,

And to be laughing loudly.

For you to sit up straight,

And go do your groceries.

And while I know it may not happen soon,

I hope and pray it does.

Cause in my memory of us,

That’s how it always was.

I hope and pray you stay,

I wish I was home.

Me, you, us

I want to write a poem about you

Because all the words I want to use

Are nothing short of true.

I really do feel I have met

An individual I won’t forget.

The bright aura that you bring

Is absolutely blinding.

The energy you carry

Makes this feeling numbing.

I inhale and I go back to that night

I wonder if you felt the same.

Your reassuring words

Are far from the mundane.

Oh baby

Let me tell you something baby,

I forgive but don’t forget.

That pain I’ve been feeling lately,

Is not at all what I’d expect.

To be so strong and independent,

All comes at a price.

That pride I want to hold up high,

Builds a wall at the same time.

I feel that there is much to say,

Yet, all holds little meaning.

What is there really to say?

When all is but a feeling.

A little agony and a little despair,

Go hand in hand so perfectly.

I want to yell just what I feel,