“I’m not quite sure how I feel”

I wrote this poem one day when I was overwhelmed with the death of my grandma.

It was several years after her death, but this poem means everything to me, and this is the first time I’ve shared it outside of my personal Facebook page.

I can’t believe I’m sharing it, but I still love her and I always will.

Here is the poem:
Your death is still surreal
I’m not quite sure how I feel
I do not know how to mourn
And sometimes, I view your death with scorn
At the world, for it has sealed your fate
And now, it is too late
For me to ask you questions about your life
And how you yourself dealt with strife
Because I sure could use that advice
That, Granny, would be quite nice
But I can rest at ease that everyone’s fate is assured
As we hope to once arrive upon God’s celestial shore

December 21, 2012.

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