Forget.

This is a work I wrote when my Grandmother died of Alzheimer's disease. It was placed in an envelope and put into the coffin next to her. I hope you read it Babciu - I miss you so much.

I remember when I opened my eyes
And I saw your kind yet worn face
You looked like an angel from the skies
No-one could take your place

I remember you stayed up at night
Chased the bad monsters away
Sang me lullabies to stop my fright
Then laughed throughout the day

I remember you would always ask
If I was hungry, tired or ill
You’d make raspberry juice in that tiny flask
I wish I could drink it still

I remember how your eyes shined bright
You’d make me little sandwiches
You called them soldiers and pretended they fight
They would always be waiting

I remember how your eyes grew worn
We stopped coming to see you so much
For a while I missed you, I was torn
But my age grew and ignorance caught up

I remember how we’d bring you meals
When you couldn’t cook anymore
I missed the soldiers and I couldn’t feel
Like I could leave through that door

I remember how I wanted to see you
But I was too young to understand
That you wouldn’t be around as I grew
My head came out of the clouds and I felt myself land

I remember how I wanted to write this for you
How I didn’t think it was good enough
Each time I tried the words fell through
They weren’t perfect or calm, but gritty and rough

I remember how you looked at me
And struggled to try not to forget
I stopped the tears when you couldn’t see
That I wasn’t someone you had only just met




I remember when I couldn’t stop the tears
Because I wanted nothing more that night
One of my greatest fears
I had just wanted to say goodbye

I remember what I told myself
That I would try it one last time
I tried to see inside, to dig or delve
And I failed to make you see you were mine

I remember but you can only forget
All I want is for you not to leave
Without a memory of the life you had
And I wish I could make you remember

But now even I forget
I regret I never said this to you
And it hurts to know you will never forget
Because you never remembered

Just remember I loved you and I will
Not only for the whole of your life
But the rest of mine

*

Now I’m reading this after a year
And you’ve already gone
Just know I always held you so dear
It just seems our time together is done

I’ll miss you for the rest of my time here

Kocham Cie, Babciu.

Comments & reviews · 4
Note: You are not logged in, but you can still leave a comment or review. Before it shows up, a moderator will need to approve your comment (this is only a safeguard against spambots). Leave your email if you would like to be notified when your message is approved.

User avatar
June3
Review
June3 wrote a review · Mon Jul 11, 2011 11:49 pm

When it comes to books or poetry, I'm hardcore. I never cry, scream, I barely even giggle. But, your story made me want to cry and cry and cry. It was amazing! I'm sure now she's looking down at you, and she remembers. And, I bet you she loves you too. It's the best poem I've read yet!

This is absolutely amazing, it's kinda rare I come across something that makes me actually tear up.
Your rhyme scheme, the way you tie in personal details about her, just the pure flow of everything really grasps me.
It held me tight the whole way though your poem. I almost laughed a little when you wrote, "I don't think this is good enough." Because by that time I had a tear rolling down my cheek, and I wanted to tell you how wrong you were.
I know your grandmother read this after you left it with her, and I bet it make her immensely overwhelmed with joy, and love.
Thank you for sharing something so personal, and beautiful.

User avatar
Rascalover
Review

Hello,
This is beautiful. My grandmother passed away last month, and those laast few stanzas made me tear up. There were a few grammatical errors, but I was too emtionally attatched to this to point them out. I am sorry for your loss. you are a wonderful writer, keep up the amazing work!

Have a great day,
Tiffany



By the sweat of your brow you will eat your food until you return to the ground, since from it you were taken; for dust you are and to dust you will return.
— Genesis 3:19