Nana Anne Poem by Dan Brown

It’s been two years now, Nana.
Two years since you left,
heading for pastures new.
You’re not coming back to me, are you Nana?
I know you’re not.
I used to wish you would.
I’d close my eyes tight and put all my effort
into wishing you were back in my life.
I still dream of you.
I still see you, in your chair, laughing with us.
I still remember you, Nana.
I never want to let you go,
even though I know you’ve already gone.
I want to hold these memories close to my heart forever,
so that I may be with you, and hear your laugh,
every waking minute.
But I cannot, for life urges me to move on; to leave you.
I know I will never leave you, no matter where my life takes me,
and I will always cherish your memory on this very day.
And, finally, the clouds of angry black are softening to a warming grey.
You’ll forever live on in my thoughts and in my heart,
and I will try to move on, but I don’t think I can.
I‘ll forever and always love, and miss, you, my only Nana Anne.