Apr 2015
I. the way it was
Running round your yard,
laughs shared and memories made.
I was carefree then
The disease found you:
Wheelchair-bound, memories lost.
Our worlds crumbled fast
Black was everywhere.
Tears flowed, casket closed--goodbye.
I don't like goodbyes
II. the way it is
Brow furrowed deeply.
Labored breathing, sleepless nights.
The stress consumes me
Looking at the sky:
golden rays brighten white clouds.
Are you watching me?
III. the way it could have been**
...
..
?
Running round your yard,
laughs shared and memories made.
I was carefree then
The disease found you:
Wheelchair-bound, memories lost.
Our worlds crumbled fast
Black was everywhere.
Tears flowed, casket closed--goodbye.
I don't like goodbyes
II. the way it is
Brow furrowed deeply.
Labored breathing, sleepless nights.
The stress consumes me
Looking at the sky:
golden rays brighten white clouds.
Are you watching me?
III. the way it could have been**
...
..
?
In honor of my late grandmother's birthday. Happy birthday, Grammy; hope it was a good one
**all stanzas are haikus**
**all stanzas are haikus**
