A Poem About Losing A Grandma | Dear Grandma
Because I deeply love you so, I truly want for you to know.
You mean more than words can say, I need to hear your voice today.
I just awoke from a “nightmare”, my heart is broke my soul is bare.
Thoughts are running they aren’t kind, words are flowing through my mind.
I’ll now write down my “nightmare”, I’m not sure if I will or should I share.
Dear Grandma, yesterday you went away, I need you here with me still today.
Remember when you said to me, “Close my eyes and I’ll hear and see”.
All those memories I hold closely inside, will not leave me on the day you die.
My eyes are closed I’m listening close, I see and hear your voice the most.
I pray that you can always stay, and never really go away.
Dear Grandma, I feel you now here with me, my eyes are closed and I can see.
You sitting in your favorite chair, it’s all I can do not to stare.
I’m trying to be stronger than strong, to fall apart feels so wrong.
All the many times when you said, “Hold onto my faith even once you’re dead”.
I’m here now I’m all alone, I need you to answer your telephone.
Dear Grandma, this is unbearable pain, I need you back I’m not ashamed.
I know that I’m a woman grown, how can I get through my life alone.
You have been the one always there, your heart full of love, you always care.
From the time I was born innocent and new, you were there as I grew.
I know I’m very special to you, your heart of love has always been true.
Dear Grandma, what will happen now, I don’t think I can survive I don’t know how.
You’re never again answering your telephone, I feel so broken and all alone.
I never wanted to accept that someday, you tried to prepare me for when you passed away.
The Bible, your poems and so much more, closely held in my arms, tears falling to the floor.
“Try not to cry when I go away, for all of us must do so someday”.
Dear Grandma, it’s so hard to let you go, please oh please my heart hurts so.
I’m so sorry I’m not keeping myself as calm, as you have reminded me all along.
I hear you saying to me again, “Take a deep breath, that yes you can”.
Slow down my thoughts the panic I feel, will slowly fade or it can steal.
The memories that fill up my heart, if I let myself fall completely apart.
Dear Grandma, I see you in your blue velvet chair, next to me you’re sitting there.
My eyes are open my tears are wet, I promise you I’ll never forget.
All the many years of love you’ve shared, my heart knows you truly deeply care.
I will always truly love and miss you so, please give me a sign if you must forever go.
I’ll keep my promise that I made to you, I’ll take care of me like you want me to do.
Written with heartfelt love for: My Grandma💗
~Betty Jo Kaimer~
(C) Dana Christine Schmidt
June 10, 2017
About the Author:
My name is Dana, I am a 50-year-old, mother, wife and grammy…
I am also one of thousands of women struggling to survive “Breast Implant Illness” My entire life was changed just 2 months after my 40th birthday. I trusted that I would not get sick or suffer from saline breast implants, little did I know what my future would hold…
Life’s challenges can be great, I try my best to help bring awareness to this debilitating illness…
Recently my world was shook as I became the mother of an attempted suicide survivor. My world had never been shaken so much until the night I received that heartbreaking call…
In my writings my emotions flow. I share in hope that I am able to help bring awareness to “Breast Implant Illness” and “Suicide Prevention”.