Chapter 1 - Everything is Broken
Submitted October 28, 2005 Updated October 28, 2005 Status Incomplete | A poem about my grandmother who passed away Wednesday..
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Chapter 1 - Everything is Broken
Chapter 1 - Everything is Broken
Outside there is color with the changing of season
Inside it is bland, no rhyme and no reason
Moments in time, life's snapshots on the wall
It's quiet in here, noises and smells abound out in the hall
Minutes turn to hours, time passes and few words are spoken
We think of the future, think of the past, everything seems broken
We sit quietly, thinking of you as you lie there sleeping
We love you, we will watch over you. This promise we're keeping
We wait for your words, though they are quiet and few
Witty, articulate, and wise, I miss the old you
We all wish that we could bear this for you, though it seems but a token
Our lives have been changed, everything feels broken
Sometimes one has to ponder, life does not feel just
But in our heart of hearts, if the roles reversed, you'd be there for us
Take care and rest gentle lady, what may we do for you now?
You teach from your bed sacrificial love, though we did not know how
Again, you begin to speak, meek and soft-spoken
The ties that bind, the ties of love, by life's storm won't be broken
We sit. We watch. We laugh and we cry, our love we will not hide
We write you prose, we reminisce as we sit close by your side
We pray with you, for you, and over you, we look for strength above
We'll give a drink, wash and care, all done for you with love
And the hope of glory, His perfect peace, and joy for you unspoken
Like our hearts, we that are left without you feel that everything is broken
Tell Jesus when you see Him, that the family circle goes on, but feels broken
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