Last Summer

Painful was the last summer I went through

To bid adieus to my grandsons

And my heart yearned

Will there be another summer

For us to be together again

And I looked at the youngest one

I wondered

Will there be the same closeness

Or forgotten

Distances widening in the heart

The fondness gone

Replaced by indifference

The corner he favored

His hiding place

Cushioned with his childhood quilt

A tight place

To find comfort, and escape

From the reality dogging him

And to forget

What was taking place

A broken home —- a rift through hearts

Taking him away from a loving space

Further away from the love he knew

(Sheen-Nov 2018)

I wrote the above in the summer of 2017, but I posted it today. My son had lost his job, and I knew we would have to move from Houston, further away. It was heartbreaking.

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