Grandfather
So old, wise, strong and frail
Tragic, empowering, endearing and vague
The man I have lost and the man I have gained
We have seen your facets
Of love, loss, pain and suffering
We are known as you are to us
We love unconditionally
And fight for this life which is so rightfully yours
None other are entitled to such splendor
Such laborious endurance of patience
And void indifference
Such manic persuasion
An enigma of stillness
So much pain and rethought perseverance
Such as wrought iron gates
Closing, rusting and reopening to this new garden
A dark cloud casts a shadow over the blooming petunias
The smell so sweet and so sad
Something is missing
Who is she? Who are you?