notebook poetry, grandfather

Grandfather // Free verse

Grandfather stands there

The thought of Nancy

Makes him cry

 

I remember the day he died

Can’t develop the past

Anymore

 

Father shaking in the

Window sill

 

Never get to see him

Cry

 

8mm negatives

Left out to dry

 

High overhead – the Maryland

Sky

 

Ivy higher than knees

In the backyard

 

He always taught

Us to work hard

 

Wish I could speak

To him now

 

Grandfather can’t

See me drown

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