Loss Poem

Death Of Grandma

I wrote this poem outside of the hospital were my grandmother died.

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This story has touched my heart I lost my grandmother to bladder cancer …

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Published: Apr 2008

Wait For Me On The Other Side

Your words were my razor
your touch was my drug.
Your looks were alcohol
your love was my blood.
Why did you leave me here all alone?
Your eyes kept me going when I had nothing to go for.
Your touch held me up when I began to fall.
I waltzed to your heart beat and danced to your breath
I slipped into silence as you slipped into death.
Wait for me on the other side
we'll only be apart for the night.
For when morning comes we'll dance in the light.

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  • by Kali, Brookings, SD
  • Jan 2012

This story has touched my heart I lost my grandmother to bladder cancer last June and everything this poem says is true about what our relationship was like. Her words cut deep but it cut deeper to see her slowly die day by day thank you for this poem

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