My Angels

I lost you,

when I was only four.

You became my angel,

to watch over me.

I went years,

longing for you, a grandfather.

I felt safe,

thinking of you.

I spent many summers,

just with you.

I loved being near you,

just feeling loved.

You were very sick,

but you still got to see me graduate.

I started college,

you got worse.

October 20, 2015,

I lost you.

My dear grandmother,

now my angel and with her husband,

You found me,

at my worst,

made me smile,

broke my shell.

I fell in love,

with you and your daughter.

Then you left,

to protect your country.

Two months later,

you were killed in action.

I lost you,

you became my angel.

I have three angels,

watching over me,

protecting me.

I love y'all.

I'd give anything,

to see y'all again,

to hug y'all.

I miss y'all.

Please keep me safe,

watch over me.

One day,

I'll see y'all again.

I love my angels,

to the heavens and back.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I do understand this poem. I feel the same.
"Please keep me safe,
watch over me.
One day,
I'll see y'all again. "
I hope the same. To meet my elders and teachers once again. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote