MY GRAND PA!
In their small "KUBO," I saw her there,
Grandma in the hospital, filled with care.
My heart broke, seeing his plight,
His children's care, not quite right.
He seemed undeserving, love astray,
Not caring as siblings should, come what may.
So I'll care for Grandpa, my vacation's quest,
School can wait, he needs my best.
I'm happy caring for him, our bond so true,
Love him like my parents, in all I do.
I powder his face, his neck so sweet,
Wipe his body gently, from head to feet.
I dress him with care, though unsure at times,
Even the Pampers, in awkward climbs.
Cologne I spray, a gentle scent,
Shave his mustache, with good intent.
Though haircuts are clumsy, I give it a try,
Jokes I tell, though they make him sigh.
He laughs anyway, keeping pace with my fun,
Raising his hands, like he's out on the run.
He surrenders with joy, a smile so wide,
I feed him each day, with love as my guide.
An airplane of food, a playful flight,
My grandpa, my joy, my shining light.
When Grandma healed, his turn to fade,
Asthma's grip, a body swayed.
No food could tempt, no joy remained,
Silence grew where laughter reigned.
Hospital trips, a frequent plight,
Seeing him struggle, pierced the night.
Each breath he fought, a painful sting,
My heart would break, my soul take wing.
After New Year, Grandpa grew so frail,
A few spoonfuls eaten, a whispered tale.
Oxygen now his lifeline's thread,
Watched through the night, beside his bed.
His suffering weighed, a heavy toll,
Each day from school, it pierced my soul.
Fear clutched my heart with every stride,
Would I see him living, still inside?
