Lost Soul

"Mommy, Daddy; what's wrong with Grandma?" "What do the doctors say?" "Oh please, oh please I want to know." "Is she going to be okay?" "Well," the parents reply Not wanting to say the word "The doctors say she has cancer" "And could at any day be with the lord" Many days the boy spent With eyes closed, hands upon his bed Dearly asking his second father Not to bring that day of dread So one day when he's at home Being as happy as can be The parents come and tell the boy That she's entered eternity The house once filled with resplendent sounds Is now filled with cacophonous cry And the boy enter his room like a recluse Asking dear God "Why?" Death's bitter taste is in his mouth Feeling like 10,000 limes But now he goes into her room To say goodbye one more time To look upon her silvery hair Her soft, yet wrinkled skin He gently closes her eyes and whispers "Until we meet again" That is how the day ends Christmas of 2003 A little boy loses his grandmother And that little boy was me Ten years later, he looks back Upon that turbulent time And wonders if he could change a thing Within his turbulent mind For now he sees a lost soul But not with clarity And wonders whether that soul Belongs to her or he.