This is a poem I wrote for one of my English classes in college about my grandfather who passed away when I was going into high school. I miss him dearly and decided I was okay with sharing it with more people. I hope everyone enjoys it!
It’s June 12th, I just took my last regent.
My mother called she sounded like she had been crying,
she said to come straight home.
I got into my friend’s car and I was worried.
I got home and saw that my cousin was there,
I knew something bad had happened; they all looked sad.
As a joke, I said “who died”,
by the way, they looked at me I knew I was right.
My mom asked me to go into my room to talk,
I knew she was about to put me in shock.
Not quite knowing what was coming next,
by this point I was feeling a little vexed.
Could you imagine a pain so deep down inside,
that it can not be summarized in words you simply can write?
A pain that touches your toes and up to the top of the ceiling,
you can’t eat, you can’t sleep, that is the pain that I am feeling.
It was 4:44 and now I know,
the time has come that I have to let go.
He’s passed away and there is no going back,
I love you grandpa and at least I know that.
Love you, Grandpa
Kelly Caminske