My Grandma
I remember it like it was yesterday
I called you a week before the day.
You said "Katie, I'm going to die."
I sat alone and started to cry.
I waited until the day before
to call you again once more.
I knew that you would soon die
it was my turn to say goodbye.
Uncle Mark picked up that day
Morphine made you fade away.
He told me to talk to you
listening was all you could do.
I said, "Grandma I love you
you know that all of us do.
we all want you to know
that it's ok if you let go."
I flew out the very next day
I got there five minutes to late.
I ran inside and started to cry
for I never got to say goodbye.
I will always think about that day
when I got there just a little too late.
Your death I guess wasn't for me to see
but I'll always know, you waited for me.
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A Poem My Grandma
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