Grandfather

So old, wise, strong and frail

Tragic, empowering, endearing and vague

The man I have lost and the man I have gained

We have seen your facets 

Of love, loss, pain and suffering

We are known as you are to us

We love unconditionally

And fight for this life which is so rightfully yours

None other are entitled to such splendor

Such laborious endurance of patience

And void indifference

Such manic persuasion 

An enigma of stillness

So much pain and rethought perseverance

Such as wrought iron gates

Closing, rusting and reopening to this new garden

A dark cloud casts a shadow over the blooming petunias

The smell so sweet and so sad

Something is missing

Who is she? Who are you?

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