Oh, what I wouldn't give,
just to give you a piece of my life.

I would give up knowing my way,
for you to see how the sun brightens the day.
How the light can bring warmth and make everything feel okay.

I would give up my certainty in each step,
for you to see the beauty in the mountain tips.
Feeding you life like a cup of coffee, with each slow sip.

I would give up my independence,
for you to see the faces of your grandchildren for the first time.
Letting the joy spread of no longer searching for lines.

I would trade you your place in the darkness,
so you could feel the serenity of watching the world in the way I do.
Simply peering out the window, grateful for all I've got through.

I  would give up witnessing the endless possibilities still to come,
just to give you a fraction of the happiness you deserve.
To show you how things have changed from your childhood,
and the long days spent on the reserve.

My dearest grandmother,
though you may see it as a waste,
I would give the next 40 to 60 years of my sight to you,
for five minutes of witnessing you marvel at the world.
For you to look into my eyes for the first time,
and see just how much I love you.

I would give this to you,
your happiness,
if only I could.