You, My Grandfather

Who traveled in your youth 

from hither and yond.  

Who once upon a time, 

danced with a beautiful princess 

you met at a ball. 

(who I would later call "Nana")

Oh! how you danced all night 

as though fatigue 

would never come 

To your young energetic feet 

You, my grandfather, 

Who made something  

from nothing,  

now lay on that white  

inflatable mattress  

and have barely strength  

to compose a full sentence, 

Look at us all with those 

large, 

bright, 

hazel eyes of yours.

Eyes that have witnessed  

death and life, 

love and pain, 

war and peace. 

You, my grandfather 

Who at my birth 

called me your little angel, 

I pray for you, 

I see pain in your eyes. 

and pray for you. 

I dry my tears, 

I blow my runny nose,

And pray for you.  

                                    Love, your not - so - little angel