Spring
We walked in your garden,
you were my hero.
You showed me the
green, blooming, thriving plants.
The sun was shining
behind the clouds, and
everything was good.
Summer
You sat in your chair
and watched me from a
distance.
I played in the yard
and wondered why
you stayed there,
with a sad smile
on your face.
Grey clouds were rolling
in on the horizon.
Everything was okay.
Fall
It's true what they say,
Ignorance is bliss.
My father rubbed his head,
I think I saw a tear, but
told myself I didn't.
I played outside,
orange, brown, yellow leaves,
falling,
falling,
please don't fall...
But you did,
and I tried to ignore it.
Everything was breaking.
Winter
Christmas is joy,
but how can I be
happy, when you were
struggling with each
breath your body
clung onto.
Snow was lightly falling,
but my heart was stuck
in an ice storm.
This was no gift,
it was a nightmare.
Everything was...
Everything just wasn't.
Spring
Your garden is dying.
It can't go on without you.
But one tulip stands firmly,
in the wind and rain.
It stands among the death,
like the memory you've left
on each of our hearts.
I will walk through gardens more,
I will play outside and you,
you will watch me from the Sky...
From a distance,
but everything will be good again.
Love cannot be bound,
no matter how far away
it seems to be.
For my grandfather, my hero