This poem is about my grandmother, who died during final exams my senior year of high school. Her goal was to make it to my graduation and she didn’t, well not in body anyway. It’s been 3 years, and I still miss her. This poem makes me cry every time I read it.

To Gamy

Kiss me and tell me it’s not broken.

Kiss me and comfort me with the lie.

Hold me close and dry my tears.

Why do we always have to say goodbye?

Do you know how much I miss you?

Do you know how much I cried?

You should have waited, you could have lasted.

I don’t want to say goodbye.

Embarking on a new adventure,

How I wish you were here to tell

Sharing my excitement and my fears,

We never should have had to say goodbye.

I can never tell you how much I’ll miss you.

I can never hug you one last time.

I can never kisss you or rumple your hair again.

I guess this is goodbye.

Aug 27, 1999