I knew that this day would come
I knew that you were only human and that your beauty would fade someday
but it doesn't stop me from hurting
it can't take away the pain
and I always thought that I had just a little more time
more time to tell you how much I loved you
And when the phone rang this morning,
I knew that you were gone
and I couldn't cry
couldn't really believe
that I could never say goodbye like you needed me to
And I remembered
one night that I sat beside your bed
and I told you that I loved you and that I wouldn't let you die alone
and I failed
and I don't know how
but you slipped away without me
and I can't stop feeling how cold your hands were that night
and I can't stop remembering when you asked me to hold you
when you opened your eyes and smiled
and I know, but I just can't believe
that you are gone now
This is so pretty, much prettier than the one I worte about Myrtle. It's so heartfelt and genuine. I can't write death poems too well, I think because no one close to me has ever died. And maybe I'd like to keep it that way...
This is subject a whole bunch of people can relate to. Death is a very painful part of life... This poem really made me see the relationship you had with your granny. I didn't know much about it. And this poem was just vey sad. It reminded me of Mamaw, it is funny, I didn't write about it when she died. Even now I cannot write about it. I don't know why. And I remember that Derrick didn't cry when Mamaw died. This poem was wonderfully written. I really liked the flo, it didn't really rhyme, but it worked wonderfully together. It had very soft edges. This poem was wonderful becasue it communticates a feeling very well. The sadness and regret that you felt and letting her die alone, or for not getting to say good bye a last time. But you did not let her die alone. And she knew that you loved her very much. And still she knows that, Jaz. Anyway, this was a very wonderful poem. I liked it a lot. It was like your older poetry. It had that non-rhyming, crazy poetice Jazmine spark to it. Ya know what I mean? I miss your old poetry. But yes very good job here. This poem really made m feel what you did [or at least some version of it] when you wrote it. And that makes it special. Very good job, Jaz.
this is very sweet. you know the fact that you told her you wanted to be there when she died was enough for her. my mom died january 5th this year and i had the chance to tell her how much i really loved her. thats all she needed to hear.so i'm sure she was happy that she got to hear it from you.I'M VERY SORRY THAT YOU LOST HER. i
A great homage to your grandmother... Pure and straight from the heart, as all poetry should be. Not to worry about structure , rythem or metre an emotional piece as this needs none. My most heartfelt condolances for your loss.
it's avery good write and / i wished that i had a granny to talk to .../. but i never knew mine .../. yes death is a sad and depth time - it is also a time of strongness .../. the will to go on .../. just like you said ( about the emotions) it was a lovely write none the less and i always enjoy your writings ...