On Valentine's day today,
I saw fathers and sons broke down.
Hearts of stone melt and
once cold and emotionless faces
mould into one of sorrow.
On Valentine's day today,
the piercing cold of death bites into my flesh.
Nothing seems to warm the air.
And my heart freezes as I saw,
lying as if asleep,
my grand-daddy on the hard steel bed.
On Valentine's day today,
I experience for the first time,
the death of someone dear.
His wispy hair, his bright eyes and his
stubble chin,
his frail wrinkled hands and his small thin body
that seems to shrunk over the years.
Everything seems so surreal.
On Valentine's day today,
my grand-daddy died.
Labels: goodbye, Grand-daddy
