Weak, pale
Close to death
From a battle with cancer
Always asleep
That is how I remember you
Never there to give me hugs bye
Never there to tell me
“I’ll see you next time”
Painful memories
I have closed behind a door
In my mind
And hidden the key
Where it’ll never be found
I hated to see you that way
I hated that you had to be in the hospital
I hated that time of my life
I missed you, very much
And I still miss you
Even almost 7 years after
Your passing
It happened to soon
You were supposed to wait on my
I was going to see you that day
In the hospital
Mom finally gave in
We were on our way out the door
And that call
That changed my life forever
You had died in the night
Passed quietly in your sleep
I was mad at God
Why’d he have to take you
Before I got the chance
To tell you goodbye
I cried and I cried at the funeral
I said goodbye to your corpse
Lying in that brown casket
I placed a small car trinket
On your chest
I knew how much you loved toy cars
You house was full of them
So I wanted you to have one
To take with you
Into the dark, damp, lonely ground
But I still felt incomplete
I felt a hole
As big around as the Earth
Sitting inside of me
Beating every second
I was a little girl
In a grown up world
Where they got to say goodbye
And I never got a chance
To say goodbye to you
Like I wanted
But I have moved on
It took some time
But finally I was able to grasp
That you weren’t around anymore
I was finally able to move on
Even though
I never got a chance to say goodbye
And then you appeared
In a dream
Peaceful you were
And happy as could be
You were out of you pain
And misery
But you still held on to something
Me
Just like I had held onto you
And I said goodbye
You said you loved me
And all was well
And to this day
I know it was you
Who came back from the dead
So I could have that chance
To say goodbye
Author notes
This poem is dedicated to my papaw, who died of lung cancer on September 22, 2000, when I was only 10 years old. Everything in this poem is true, my feelings, my thoughts, as this was going on. It was a very tough ordeal for me, because at the time of his death, I was sick myself, going to the doctor everyday, missing school for a month, and also dealing with a death. But I have moved on, I live my life day to day, never knowing what to expect, never expecting anything.
January 30, 2006:
Last 3 stanzas were added.
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And to this day
I know it was you
Who came back from the dead
So I could have that chance
To say goodbye
Holy crabs!
I love it!
It is so well written...
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very sad and very touching. almost made me cry. thanks for entering and good luck.
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I'm sorry. This is a beautiful poem. I never got to say goodbye to my Pop-Pop when he died either. I'm glad your heart is healing and I know you'll never forget him. You deserve to win.
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Sorry to hear about your papa, I lost my father to lung cancer in 93 and my mother to cancer as well in 01, I know its hard but just remember they are always with us, your poem was very moving and emotional good luck in my contest
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very good
very nice poem, good choice of topic as i feel it brought out the emotion alot more, well done and good luck
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