I posted this as a blog and someone suggested I post it here. It is personal to me but not a recent loss, my grandma has been gone awhile, but never forgotten...
Dying is a dreadful business she said
Not a spectator sport
Or something to be shared with friends
It’s a lonely thing
Death is
And no one can really help you thru it
But I can be here I cried
I have always wanted to be here for you
And now that you need me
You try to send me away
I’m certainly more than a friend anyway
You are the only grandmother I have ever known
How could I not be here for you
How could you not want me here
Want you, child she answered
Her voice not much more than a whisper
I want you here so much
But I’m afraid you will resent being here
Before it is all over
Dying is such a dreadful business
And no one does it well
Least of all I
I’ve known it so long
And traveled with it so far
It has become a companion of sorts
And I don’t know how to share its company
Just let me be here and hold your hand I said
If death must really come
He will just have to accept me too
I won’t go with him this time
But I won’t go away
I won’t leave you alone with him
And this dreadful business
Of dying
Yes as we watch loved ones die we do see terrible things. For example what cancer does to a person. This poem catchs the love and strength that you and your grandmother have. thank you for sucn a heart touching sharing of a important part of your life.
Sad but so very true to the core of saying goodbye and watching someone you love take their last journey.
hugs.
Felix
Reviewed by M. B. (Reader)
Reviewed on February 2, 2005
This just punched me in the gut...
*Grandma* should be published. It speaks to everyone who is losing or has lost someone they deeply love. I don't think anyone does death good. Death gives the concept of 'forever' tangible meaning.
*Grandma* flows and one sinks right into it and moves through the emotions, not even aware they've been holding their breath until the very end.
Thank you for sharing this Sue, it is magnificent!
You have a noble moment to cherish! Remember it!
eileen
Reviewed by Judy Lloyd (Reader)
Reviewed on February 2, 2005
You know I think my daughter could have written this one as she was with her grandma when she died. I have some very fond memories of my mother and her passage to a better place was observed by those that loved her.
Sue, even in the business of dying, the ones that truly love us, try and protect us.
Oh she knew how much you wanted to protect her as well, she still does.
Thanks for the tears Sue, and the memories of all those that have protected me.
My Grandma Rose was my best friend. She left this world three and a half years ago and I've missed her ever since. I will always treasure every memory I ever had with her.
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Safi
Very moving...
Love Tinka
hugs.
Felix
*Grandma* should be published. It speaks to everyone who is losing or has lost someone they deeply love. I don't think anyone does death good. Death gives the concept of 'forever' tangible meaning.
*Grandma* flows and one sinks right into it and moves through the emotions, not even aware they've been holding their breath until the very end.
Thanks for sharing it.
I'm saving this one.
:)
You have a noble moment to cherish! Remember it!
eileen
Oh she knew how much you wanted to protect her as well, she still does.
Thanks for the tears Sue, and the memories of all those that have protected me.
Lisa
When? I don't know.
Let it come silently
Late in the night
When the time comes
I'll try doing it right.
But what is right?
The time that we chose?
I really can't answer.
Only God knows.
Vaya con Dios
Reindeer