Lunch
Three years ago
My grandma went away
We sat down for lunch
Yesterday
Memory gone
She couldn't stay at home
Once an elegant
Epitome
Hopeful she found peace
In a mind lost elsewhere
I was surprised by
An old stare
A grin met her eyes
As it had long ago
She asked me to sit
Not to go
We talked for a while
The years melted away
We laughed and she spoke
Clear as day
She was beautiful
A marvelous echo
Of a time ended
Long ago
But she soon grew sad
Beauty foreign and strange
And she paused for one
Last exchange
With a steady hand
She took one of mine and
Asked me to please
Understand
Before she was kind
With unwavering grace
And she was now too
One last trace
And then she was gone
I stood lost and alone
Yet I did not mourn
Lifeless bone
She had found her peace
Her soul was truly free
And she chose with love
To tell me