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.