"I should have taken better care of him while he was around."
"I miss her cooking."
"I remember how he used to play football with me when I was little."
"She never failed to iron my school uniform."
"His smile, oh, his smile."
"She used to water her plants every morning before cooking breakfast."
"Lamenting his absence."
My grandfather's old arm chair.
Sitting there in the corner of the room.
We can never bear to remove it,
fearing that we might forget him,
and yet for those who knew that they never gave him
enough tender loving care when he was around,
or complained that he was a pain when he needed attention,
never dare to walk to close to that armchair again,
almost as if he is still sitting there...
... and the guilt is killing them...
Grandpa, I miss you. I love you. For always. Always.
See you in heaven someday...
"I miss her cooking."
"I remember how he used to play football with me when I was little."
"She never failed to iron my school uniform."
"His smile, oh, his smile."
"She used to water her plants every morning before cooking breakfast."
"Lamenting his absence."
My grandfather's old arm chair.
Sitting there in the corner of the room.
We can never bear to remove it,
fearing that we might forget him,
and yet for those who knew that they never gave him
enough tender loving care when he was around,
or complained that he was a pain when he needed attention,
never dare to walk to close to that armchair again,
almost as if he is still sitting there...
... and the guilt is killing them...
Grandpa, I miss you. I love you. For always. Always.
See you in heaven someday...