Of Broken Pedestals (poem) by Tracy Kiewel Sutterer on AuthorsDen

Of Broken Pedestals
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There was a time not so very long ago When your love was one of the only I could count on or know The light in your eye and the sound of your voice Showed all the world that loving me was your choice I have so many memories that flood into my mind Of a man who was hard-working, gentle, and kind Never a bad word about anyone have you spoken Never a promise have you ever broken Do you remember the snow mobile rides in the pasture With the rope attached to the sled and us yelling, "faster, faster?" I remember all the times we went out to do chores Calling the sheep in to lock them safely behind the barn doors I remember all the firework displays on the Fourth of July or when we had to wait til Christmas because the pastures were too dry And all the Christmas Eve's we have spent in your home From the time I was tiny until now that I'm grown Now I ask your forgiveness for placing you so high I didn't take into account the passage of years rolling by I never realized how precarious life can be The last few years have been cruel and you are so different to me If I hadn't placed you so high, your fall wouldn't have been so great And the adjustments to you now would be easier to make Please God help me to accept the things I can not change Help me to stop trying to fix it and rearrange Please help me to understand why this happens to one so dear Help me accept his fate which now seems so clear I must learn to love him now in a totally new way And accept this transformation a little more day by day I love you Grandpa for what you have given me And I will love you more for what is yet to be Tracy Kiewel Sutterer
It may help you to know that my Grandfather died from Alzheimer's.

Reviewed by Janet Caldwell

Reviewed on January 3, 2002

Very well done, I did cry! Janet

Reviewed by Laurel Johnson (Reader)

Reviewed on December 24, 2001

OH I LOVE IT. I loved my grandfather so much and he plays in big part in The Grass Dance. I wrote a poem for my grandpa too and will post it on my site eventually. I love the way you write.

Reviewed by Gregory Sonn (Reader)

Reviewed on December 15, 2001

Tracy,
What a beautiful teastament of love for your grandfather. Very well done.
I am sorry for your loss. Gregg

Reviewed by mark dirschel (Reader)

chills and almost tears. my grandfather died from alzheimer's as well and reading your poetry said things i wanted to say but never did. my grndfather was a great man who treated my brothers and sister like we were all giant pots of gold and he was the greediest man alive. his illness and death hurt me to my core, but i've never been one to use my mouth to expres myself. it's a curse. your words are beautiful.

Reviewed by Lynn Barry

I do not anyone personally with Alzheimer's but from what I have learned, you captured the effect it has on those who love the people with it in your lovely poem. Very nice.