This poem is dedicated to my Grandmother.
In Memory
Your eyes were soaked in the honey of hope
Faint crows feet stood watch nearby
No matter the time of day
You would always laugh, smile
And indulge in the happiness of life
I can still recall
The gray, thick curls falling loose
To frame the contours of your face
As you tilt your head and talk to me
The mere sound of your voice
Could stop the chatter in a lion’s den
When I’m stressed out
I look at the objects you use to own
I fix my hair
And put down a fresh coat of bleach in my home
I start cooking your one of a kind green bean dish
And I feel less alone
It’s been two decades
But I swear you been gone too long
I look at candy canes hanging
From drooping Christmas tree’s left up too long
And I think of you
I wonder if you think of me too
There is so much I want to tell you
So many questions I want to know
But until we meet again…
I will hold up a candle
In the highest window
In memory of you, one flickering light
And the blood running through my viens
Is evidence that a part of you will always be alive
Even though you’ve passed on…
I will survive
Love always, Esha ❤
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