Bundles of water dropping from the rain.
Had to look further again.
In my mind,
Everything was fuzzy behind
it. My grandfather died.
I wish
I was there to kiss
him. But, no chances.
I felt sorry
and worried
about my grandmother.
I was sad
but glad.
He is at peace now.
Now I live
to forgive
and give.
It was last
year that he passed
away.
I hope
I’d rope
to bring him up again from his grave.
Author Bio:
Pam Kaious was raised in a poor family. She is a school girl, still continuing her education.