Gabby Wiernik - November 2019
one dreary morning, my mom packed her bag
we all said goodbye, her shoulders started to sag
she was off to New York, and her heart started to break
walking through those hospital doors, her hands started to shake
he had been battling cancer for years, she looked over at the bed
her dad was lying down, she kissed his forehead
for a couple of days she saw him laugh and smile
she remembered the days when he would wake up and run a mile
but he couldn’t run, he could barely move
his health was only getting worse, it would never improve
I remember getting photos of my mom and her dad
I look at them ever so often, but my heart gets too sad
after her visit, my mom returned home
but it seemed like a dark haze surrounded her like a dome
she never wept, she never cried
I recall the day she sat me on the couch and told me my grandpa had died
I remember the pools of tears pouring out of my eyes
My only regret being I never got to say my goodbyes
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