Never Goodbye

About my grandfather who was one of my favorite people and forever will be.

I never got to say goodbye

Now I find myself going to your grave to try

Unfortunately after all this time I still don't know what to say

The ony thing that ever comes is that I'm sorry I wasn't expecting that day

Goodbye is so final

Maybe I'm just in denial

I feel you with me

The feeling of a soul is something you don't need to see

You just need to know it is there

Vulnerable and bare

So can I really say goodbye to you

I don't think it is something I can do

For goodbye was never our style

It was more like I'll see you in a while

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[.Bunnie.]

Rrrrr I hate poems about the death of family members close to us...they ALWAYS get me!!!!!!!!!!! :P

Unfortunately, I think the most of us can relate to this...and those who haven't had someone so near and dear to us can certainly understand what it'll be like when we do. I do NOT want to think about either of my grandparents dying....oh no noes!

Anyhow, this was really sweet and the imagery, albeit sparing, does a great job at making me picture a girl standing beside her granddaddy's grave. It's sad and touching...sorry for your loss. :(

Great job!

[Salvatore Buttaci]

Congratulations for winning the don't-cry-for-me contest!

[Samuel Dickens]

"I'll see you later" were the last words my mother and I ever said to one another, so I think I know how you feel. Even though the things you wanted to say to your grandfather went unsaid, I'm pretty sure he holds no bitter feelings over it. He loves and cherishes you, just as I do my granddaughter.

[R J Askew]

Great last line ... I think he wld have been proud of you for writing such an uplifting piece. He was clearly a positive man. Most kids feel kindly towards their grandparents, but it seems from your poem that you had a really relationship with your grandfather. I was drawn to the poem because of the pic and the title, but esp the pic as there is a pleasingly solidity about the man. I was surprised when I realised it was a very personal poem, though i suppose I might have guessed it from the title. The poem works in me in another way as I have three kids of my own. Though nowhere near to being a grandparent I find the poem makes me curious how I may be perecived and spoken of when I am no more. I feel the approach of age more and more keenly. I sometimes hate the idea of being written about once I am gone as it reinforces my intimations of mortality. On the other hand, not to be written about might be an even worse situation. To be written about in the way you write about your grandfather wld be a fine thing as there is simple love in your poem. And a little humour. Both these things take the edge off death in some way.

[Magdelena]

I found this so sad, yet something about it gave me a sense of a true goodbye. Like one does not have to say goodbye to one's face. They do that from the heart, the soul, that's what this made me feel. Like though the person is gone, you made it feel like in the soul she had said her goodbyes already, yet with her he still remains.. Always in heart as they say!


Mag xx

[Aube Ralph]

:( aww