Grandma Patricia

by Skyla Duyag

I see grandma fluffy poodle hair

walking away tear drop sad.

Face turns red when mad

brown sparking eyes stare.

Mother’s face scared when tell me a secret that’s bad

wanted to go out of the room at the hospice with bad pain

sad and scared tears droping like rain.

Now going to the hospice talking to her makes me glad.

Sad because only a little time with her

we connect with each other every time we talk

being with her makes me walk

I love grandma with all my heart.