My Grandma.

This is a poem that I wrote when my grandma passed away. We were very close; I lived with her my whole life.

Remember the time when I got lost in the store,

I looked around

But you were gone

Nowhere to be found.

Well this time was worse.

Looking at you in that hospital bed,

Weak and slowly slipping away.

You talked and I listened.

You asked and I promised.

I stood there while you laid.

I was in disbelief.

Denial even.

You can’t leave,

I thought over and over again.

I sang the song.

You know the one.

When things were bad, you always sang it to me.

This time it was my turn to sing to you.

So I did.

And I cried.

But I cried even more

When you reached for my hand

And you said,

“I remember.”

The woman whose mind

Was slowly deteriorating

Remembered.

You remembered.

You looked at me

And I looked back at you.

Then that was it.

I walked away.

And when I got to the end of the hall,

I looked around

But you were gone.

Nowhere to be found.

This time was worse.

Reviews

[Kent Rawski]

Nice poem your feelings raw real to lose a loved one nothing we can do can take your breath away i meant nice in how you expressed it

[Einstein Noodle]

oh my ... this touches the deeper parts of one's heart .. for those of us who loved their parents and those fewer who loved and knew grandparents .. i am familiar with a family member suffering and dying as a result of Alzheimer's ... and that your grandmother remembered that song is so poignant .. something that i am sure remains with you ... such a fine tribute jadine ... thanks for sharing ... i saw you listed as a top writer .. congratulations ... so thought i better come a read a bit .. ;)
E.