This is another of my poems I cared for my Grandad for 3 yrs then he passed away it affected me deeply so I wrote this.
I think back on the stories you told
sitting with you Watching you growing old
I wept over you wasting away
year after year then day after day
those mirrors in front of you
reflecting your fate
like a home shot movie
showing deaths closing gate
then it came to the day you died
cradled in my arms you gasped.. I cried
you fought with every laboured breath
I could feel you fighting death
your eyes glazed over it became so clear
then I whispered in your ear
Let go... I will catch you.