This isn't a personal experience for me, although my grandfather died of a broken heart shortly after grandma passed.  Maybe it's a combination of him and my mom since I did care for my mom when she had a stroke and dimentia. Oh I do so ramble..


Grandad

He looks at me with his terribly sad eyes

Furrows and wrinkles of different size

Creating a face of paralizing fear

Even without words his meaning is clear

 

Every breath I take whispers her name

When she went away it was never the same

The void that she left no other woman could fill

Will you tell her this, that I love her still?

 

A tear rolls out of the corner of his smile

From a memory he hadn't thought of in a while

His minds not always sharp anymore

But she's the only one he ever had eyes for

 

I hold his hands as he starts to reminisce

About the first time they met and their very first kiss

His face starts to change, his eyes start to twinkle

The love that she gave him was not just a sprinkle

 

We'll do this today and we'll do it tomorrow

It's the best way I know to ease his sorrow

And even though he no longer remembers me

He's still my Grandad, he's still my family.





Poetry by LacyxDevine
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Written on 2022-02-19 at 03:56

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Alan J Ripley The PoetBay support member heart!
Lovely sad poem lacyx. Being a granddad myself ,
I can relate to this.
2022-02-19


one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
The reality of aging has a gentleness and a harshness, and you capture them both honestly and undeniably.
2022-02-19


D G Moody
A concise and moving invocation of loss; thanks Lacy
2022-02-19


Griffonner The PoetBay support member heart!
And such a kind soul are you.
This is a very fine poem, and in your five stanzas you impart information and images which are not actually on the written page. Brilliantly done.
2022-02-19