Grandma This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

February 16, 2009
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Grandma told me it was cold today,
that she’d seen the neighbors,
that she needed to go home.
But she’d been here forever,
confined in a chair
that tells her she’s there to stay.
So she laughs
as she walks through her brain,
and calls for a son
who won’t come back.
And she tells me her mother
is waiting at home.
Somewhere this is true –
Grandma just doesn’t know it yet.
Grandma slept today.
And she was silent,
something she’s never done before.
When she wakes
she stares at the tablecloth,
not telling me about her day,
not fighting to stand on her own.
Grandma’s dreaming
of a place where her mother stands
and her son will come
when she calls.

This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.

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VAL508 said...
Oct. 28, 2010 at 1:22 pm
This is so sweet! I can relate to this because my great grandmother said, "It was time for her to go home.''  Many grandmothers just know when it is time to go to heaven. It is like they can feel it from God. It is like God comforts them in a way to not be scared, but more so to be ready! I love that you wrote about Grandma's because they do have a special place in our hearts.
bethanibubbles said...
Jun. 15, 2009 at 7:15 pm
This has such a great description. I love how you describe every tiny little detail.
nirvana_luver_4_life said...
May 12, 2009 at 2:37 am
This is amazing. My grandma has a memory loss disease and this makes me think of her. You are very deep, keep writing.
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