Fate

Do you recognise this pain,

When you look into the eyes of your grandmother,

Do you see the horrors her heart felt,

Do you see yourself,

Battered,

Alone,

Do you recognise this pain,

When you look into the eyes of your mother,

Is it a reflection of the men you tried to save,

The men who took your love but always gave it away,

Will your daughter see the pain,

When she gazes up at your face,

Will she recognise that a heart has only 9 lives,

Will she prepare for this same sad fate.

Grandma

You taught me the power of a hot chocolate on a cold early morning,

You taught me the power of healing and moving forward,

You taught me that one look can mean I love you,

And that I should do what makes me happy even when others don’t want to,

You taught me the power of a homemade meal after a long day of exploring,

And when you left,

You taught me the power of mourning.

Omi

I still talk to you,

Imagine the look on your face when I tell you my stories,

When I tell you I made it,

When I tell you I failed,

I still imagine your voice,

Reassuring and strong,

Even if a little weathered,

You were powerful,

Powerful but stubborn,

And you were loving,

You smiled after a million heartbreaks and then smiled some more,

I hope you found your happy ever after,

I hope you finally found your peace,

You will forever be missed.