September 1988


To Opa and Oma


you said you would miss me

last night

as we talked

for what may be the last time

for a time



sitting on the couch


staring at the window

slowly growing darker

the sun was setting

I guess it has been for a while now


I’ll miss you Opa

(and you too, Oma

you both have meant a lot


and how we used to talk

I’ll remember you with love

everywhere I go

I wish I didn’t have to

my life is calling me on

and I must go


I’ll see you when I can