What I wouldn't give to see your smile again
As your outstretched arms envelope me in a tight hug
What I wouldn't give to have you sitting at the head of our dining table
Forever saying the same toast
A table I haven't been able to sit at for 2 years now
What I wouldn't give for you to secretly ask me for something sweet
As you thought no one would know and yet both of my parents
Knew I kept candy just for you, when you would visit us
So I could go to the cabinet, get a few and pretend to hide them in your pocket
What I wouldn't give to hear you asking me when I was getting married
And my dream that will now never come true of you walking me down the aisle
Or attending my PhD commencement in a few years
Or just bugging me with silly questions
What I wouldn't give to hear your many WWII stories again about our family & your service
Or play dominoes with you
Or have you chase me around like when I was a little girl
Dearest grandpa, I miss you so much
These two years have gone in the blink of an eye and yet stretched forever
But most importantly
What I wouldn't give for that day two years ago to not happen
For you not to wake up at 7am and for some random, unspoken, unfathomable reason
Go close the living room window and fall 8 stories to your death
Leaving us unable to cope, the grief tearing us to bits
Heartbroken and devastated
Next year you would have been 100 and we knew you would have made it
Because you were healthier then all of us combined
So, somehow, we have to continue to terry on this earth until it's our time
I know yours will probably be one of the first faces I see
I love you, dedushka so very much
In the meantime, I will see you in my dreams.
*Fima Peker, July 2, 1923 - November 21, 2020*
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My Warrior Path (Book 6)
PoesiaMy 6th poetry book starts September 10, 2018. After Walking Forward to the Beginning, it's now time to head towards the future and all of my goals and dreams; a warrior marching down her path as depicted on the cover. This book will also be edgier t...
