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.

 

Grandad

 

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.