Faded Away

This poem is for my beloved grandmother, who passed away from cancer 3 years ago.

I sat on that old park bench

Watched as the river flowed

At that secret place of ours

That you once showed

 

I took a paper out

And slowly began to write

But it was really hard to see

Because of this foggy morning I was losing my sight

 

I waited for you

Because you promised

Every sunday morning we would meet

And not one day did you missed

 

As I was writing

I heard footsteps coming my way

You were looking happy

Like on any other given day

We haven't seen eachother awhile

So you sat next to me and started talking

About all the things we've done

I knew you were smiling like always and I was't even looking

 

You asked me how I was, what's new

I talked about it for awhile

And suddenly felt exhausted

Like I've walked a mile

 

Cause my life isn't always perfect

You held my hand like always

And told me that everything will be ok

And that there are many ways

 

I asked how are you, and you said:

"I'm doing just fine

But it gets lonely sometimes"

And I was there to break that line

You smiled and laughed

As we talked some more

Your cheeks were rosy and your eyes so bright

'Till you told me that it was your time to go

 

You looked so peaceful

As you said your goodbye

And the fog started clearing up

And the only person left was I

 

You dissapeared like the fog

Into the thin air

But I could still see your smile

Even if you weren't still there

 

But your smile

Wasn't really ever there

Because many years ago

You slowly faded away

Reviews

[Traci]

My condolences. My own mother passed away due to cancer three years ago so I can relate to this. Like Anartao stated, there are things that occur that bring her back so suddenly, and I'm sure the same applies for you. May her precious memory live on and through your beautifully crafted words. Thank you for sharing such a deep, personal write, it was very heartfelt. Job well done.

[anartao]

My own grandmother passed away due to cancer a few years ago, and i can relate to this in that there are things that occur, a smell, a sound, that bring her back so suddenly it is as if she is sitting there with me. Thanks for sharing your words and the memory

[DVAsanin]

Prvo,voleo bih da kazem da imas veoma smeo stil pisanja. Postujes rimu i stihovi ti ne izlaze iz konteksta. Dopada mi se ova pesma puno jer si uspela bez ikakve greske da predstavis dogadjaj. Samo napred. Pozdrav iz Srbije. =)