A Poem by Lucas Grasha

If you look over there, no, over there,

by the side of the road, where no one cares,

that’s the place I lived, where I used to dream.

Dirt is more comfortable than what it may seem.

In the winter months, I would make a hut

from wood and bones and ice and mud.

Sometimes, people would be there with me;

we’d comfort each other to not feel lonely.

I remember there was one woman, she was so kind,

it was like she was an angel sent down from the sky.

I called her, ‘Grace’ because that name suited her.

Her voice was a sweet melody with every word.

But there was a day that Grace wasn’t there,

she’d left a note with a lock of her hair.

I picked up the note to read it out loud,

at a time when the forest made not a sound.

It read, “Dear little man, you know that I’ve gone.

I have not done so for anything you did wrong.

I simply had to go, it was past my time.

You see, I was so sick; I just was meant to die.

I had leukemia, I couldn’t pay for treatment.

My parents treated me like I were a bohemian.

I didn’t want you to have to see me go,

but either way, there will be this pain you’ll know.

But please don’t care that I had to leave,

and please don’t you ever forget me.”

I closed the note, and started to cry,

I would’ve held her close when she would die.

Would there have been a lesson from this?

Did it teach me to try and savor bliss?

I think not, because I still live in the place

where there’s a note written by a woman named Grace.


© 2011 Lucas Grasha

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Flows perfectly, and what a sad story! Nicely written

Posted 13 Years Ago

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Artistic and very poetic! Magnificent flow, I truly enjoyed this!
so tender and tragic
thanks for sharing.

Posted 13 Years Ago

so beautifully and poetically written! Wonderful flow, soft and sad..Great way to conclude. I feel like this goes much deeper than simply losing someone to cancer.

Posted 13 Years Ago

Its so sad... I know of a young little girl who has leukemia right now... but unlike Grace, she will most likely be surviving, or so we all hope... This was a very heart-filled poem, and it really makes you think about those who are close to you and those who take care of you and get you through the rough times. One day, they truly won't be there.

Posted 13 Years Ago

very heartfelt poem that is full of emotions... love, pain, everything. thanks for sharing this!

Posted 13 Years Ago

The way that you word your work is just so you unique. You don't speak in normal tongues rather invented your own way of sending the message. Really amazing

Posted 13 Years Ago

i really enjoyed this :)
it brought tears to my eyes

Posted 13 Years Ago

i used to live under a joshua tree in the middle of a meadow, that's the place i would go

Posted 13 Years Ago

this is so filled with emotion! a very well exposed inner drama...

Posted 13 Years Ago

gorgeous work of art! i adore this!

Posted 13 Years Ago

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Added on February 22, 2011
Last Updated on February 24, 2011
Tags: grace, dirt, poverty


Lucas Grasha
Lucas Grasha

Pittsburgh, PA

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