Nana (grandfather)

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if you were  here and were well

maybe you'd be able to see me smile 

because before you'd just forget and your mind was a blur

if you were here 

I would have been at your side feeding you 

and wiping your tears,

I'd see you trying to remember who I was... 

 the girl who constantly cries at your death bed 

because walking into your room split me open and broke me apart 


I hope I don't forget the times you'd take me to the park and wipe my tears and clean my blood

when you'd buy me ice cream from the boy who went around the neighborhood

maybe one day I'll forget the times I'd see you smile at nothing

maybe one day I'll forget your voice and your laugh even though I don't want to,

maybe one day I'll forget your gifts and the needle you'd poke through your body every night 

just to stay alive and stand upright 


if you were alive

maybe then my baby cousin wouldn't say "he's underneath the ground"

maybe she wouldn't say "his wheelchair will never be used now"

I wouldn't cry myself to sleep sometimes because I know I'll never see you 

I wouldn't stare at your faded picture on my wall every day and think to myself

he'll never see me graduate 

he'll never poke fun at me again

and he'll never EVER hug me and wrap his wrinkled hands and arms around me 


If you were here maybe your daughter wouldn't cry every time she sees your face on the other side of the screen 

mama wouldn't burst into tears whenever she hears the word Alzheimer's

I know that 

if you were here

 mama wouldn't have a headache whenever your name is mentioned

your daughters wouldn't regret every minute they spent without you 

your daughters wouldn't call each other just to cry on the phone and say 

I'm sorry Abu

over and over 




maybe if you were here I wouldn't need to write this for you 

I wouldn't regret living in America 

7,690 miles away from where you were getting weaker and weaker 






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