Elegy "Death of someone/Something"

In the quiet corners of my mind,

Nana’s presence, gentle and kind.

Young we were, my sister and I,

Visits frequent, joy on high.

In her chair she sat so still,

Words were few, but love was real.

One day come, the news was pain,

They held me back, as I became more drained.

Crying out loud, I tried to see,

A worker’s calm, hot chocolate for me.

Waiting there, with anxious feet.

Whispers hushed, my dad’s tears late.

Mom went in, secrets kept,

My heart ached, and then I wept.

Anger, sorrow, helpless feel,

Adults with her, My wounds to heal.

Nana’s loss a hole so deep,

Memories cherished, forever to keep.