The dying of the light

This is a poem I wrote in memory of my Yiayia (grandmother) I lost her recently. We were very close and it's so hard right now . . . I wrote this for her eulogy

'Do not go gently into that goodnight

But rage against the dying of the light'.

Those words were in my heart 

When you did us depart

You were full of light and life

No matter the difficulty or strife.

You could always make us smile

Even when we hadn't in a while.

You loved music and song

and to dance all night long.

You were good and kind

and always spoke your mind.

I miss you everyday.

I still can't believe that you've gone away.

Still, I know that in my heart

We will never truly part.

As the earthly clock gives its final chime

All I say to you is 'until next time.' 

Author's Note

This poem was written for my Yiayia's (grandmother's) eulogy. I lost her recently and it's so, so hard right now. And, it's harder to watch my mom struggle with her own grief.

The first two lines of the poem are paraphrased versions of lines from Dylan Thomas' poem "Do not go gentle into that good night"