It's Time to Say Goodbye
His tired face
look’s at the sky,
but he doesn’t really see it.
I don’t know what he sees,
but it makes him laugh.
His face crinkles into lines well worn,
As he remembers.
But, I am not here to laugh.
His open heart,
reflects the smiling sun.
“She would like this day.” he says.
I agree.
His sparkling green eyes look at mine.
“Do not cry.” he says.
Warm salty water leaks from my closed eyes.
He smiles and says,
“I do not cry, I will be with her soon.”
His sad smile looks at me.
He nods to my Grandmother.
“She loves you
so forget your regrets
and honor your happiness.”
He looks at his wife,
“I love you dear,
have a nice day.”
I close my eyes and whisper,
“I love you Grandmother.”
The tears flow heavily.
Goodbye for now.
Without speaking words,
she is with us.
She seems to reply.
Grandmother and wife.
“I love you.” whispers the cold stone grave.
