Poems

Poem 3 - It's Been a Year

It's been a year since I saw you last,

I remember those last days we had together,

Your weak smile, and kind eyes, trying to usher us,

To convince us everything would be fine.

You were helping us handle the pain and suffering we all shared,

As we all watched your wife on the edge of passing, for that we were all prepared.

But prepared not were we when the first to fall was you,

You struck us all when we least expected the lightning to come from you.

And a year later my nights are still restless as I try to come to terms with this,

My tears keep flowing until my body is limp and dry,

I try to scream but no sound comes out as I yearn for you.

No one sees the pain inside, I hide it until it becomes too much to bear,

And my jaw unhinges itself from its resting place,

The echoes of years that I thought I had with you,

And all the things I never got to share with you.

I can't bear the thought of never seeing you again,

It's the most painful thing, to lose a friend.

It's been a year since I have spoken to you,

A year since I last said that I love you.

This poem was written on 22/08/22 in loving memory of my great grandfather who died on 22/08/21, one year ago exactly. The photo depicts a blurred picture of myself, my brother, my Greatgrandmother and my Greatgrandfather only days before his death.