A Day Without Dreams
The summer sky was a translucent sort of blue
on the day my grandma died
I went to the nursing home after work like I had said,
even though I had been unable to reach my family.
I walked in the room and my breathing almost stopped
when I saw her there struggling to live.
Nurses flew all around me and people were
asking me questions, but I was empty.
I felt like I had just woken up from a night of dreams
and couldn't remember any of it.
My family wasn't there and I alone had to face
this nightmare, but I did it.
Although it was one of the worst experiences
of my life, I am grateful.
I was there with her at the end,
she was not alone.
I am the only one that can turn that
into a good memory.