Tears & Rain

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November 14th 2012. In a room full of people, looking for someone I know The one I was looking for wasn't here at all. That's when they pointed down the hall. So down the hall I went, to a room very large and grand full of noble people, and among them, my grand mother stands. She was strong and tall, and smiled at me her eyes full of the dawn, gleaming brightly Her hair full and dark, with a streak of pure white I was taken back by this beautiful sight She held out her arm, and I took hers in mine walking down the hall in full stride. Until I saw our destination Her favorite plush recliner chair. But as we walked, she began to stoop before we got there. The light in here eyes began to fail Her dark hair, turned grey and pale As we got to the plush chair, she turned and she sat down there. In a flash of shear terror I knew what was next I threw my arms around her, and clung to her neck I kissed her face as many times as I could but... in blink... it was over... she was gone. And there alone I stood Next to a plush but empty recliner chair Watching it ever so slowly fade into thin air... I shut me eyes, and opened again A dim light from the window, and a clock saying it was too early to begin I knew it mattered not, there would be no more rest for me this night I hurried quickly to the shower, and sat face up to the rain hoping, pleading, begging that it might wash away my tears, and pain. R.I.P March 8th 2001 Betty Melvin, my mothers, mother.