Grandpa | Teen Ink


March 31, 2009
By Michelle Koziel BRONZE, Sterling Heights, Michigan
Michelle Koziel BRONZE, Sterling Heights, Michigan
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Grandpa says he doesn’t know me
As I shed a single tear
Looking in his eyes
I see sadness & his fear.

I’m afraid of losing him
But feel as though I have
I’m thankful for his good days,
But not so much for the bad.

First it was the hospital
I try not to think of that
A month or so had gone on
& in his room we sat.

I prayed that he would come home
& though it felt like forever,
I went there every Friday night
Hoping I’d be more than whomever.

Next it was the nursing home
He didn’t like that very much.
Confused & lost in his own mind
His memory was not in touch.

Grandpa calls me Marty,
Not knowing that I’m Michelle.
My heart hurts when I hear that
& from my expression, he can tell.

I want him to be alright again
But I don’t think he ever will.
Grandpa has forgotten how to walk.
So in a wheelchair he sits still.

Dementia is slowly taking his mind,
But his body is here to stay,
I love my Grandpa, even now,
& I hope for just one more day.

The author's comments:
I love you & miss you so much Grandpa. i hope you're proud of me, i wrote this straight from my heart. Rest in peace. 1-7-09.

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tor10jax GOLD said...
on Jun. 22 2009 at 4:57 pm
tor10jax GOLD, Livingston, New Jersey
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that was incredible. I bet he is proud. I'm sorry, too. Keep writing!

on Apr. 12 2009 at 12:54 am
IRBFGW DIAMOND, Cincinnati, Ohio
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"Hey, assbutt!" Supernatural, Castiel.

this was beutiful, im sure your grandpa is proud of you, i would be. good job, the best kind of poems do come from the heart. im sorry for your loss too. keep writting!