Oscar Mireles


Will Grandma Mickey’s Hair Still Be White, When We Are In Heaven? - Poem by Oscar Mireles

My youngest son asked me this as we were
laying around arguing whether I was going to read more than one book or not…

will grandma Mickey’s hair still be white, when we are in heaven?
why do six year olds think about life and death?
why do they not seem afraid
and see it as a natural part of living life

we fear death,
we avoid hospitals, when friends are ill
and when we do go there it is quick to help speed the recovery
of the ill and get out as quick as you can

when people are ill we don’t see them as much,
they understand no one wants to be around seriously ill people
and don’t invite themselves to events they know
will cause others grief

will grandma Mickey’s hair still be white, when we are in heaven?
shows an understanding that she will be in a form that we will recognize
and still be our grandmother
and white signifies pureness, in every circumstance
except as related to hair

will grandma Mickey’s hair still be white, when we are in heaven?
is a question best answered by saying
what color would you want her hair to be
and hope he answers
whatever color she would want


Comments about Will Grandma Mickey’s Hair Still Be White, When We Are In Heaven? by Oscar Mireles

  • Rookie Mary Nagy (5/17/2005 9:39:00 PM)

    Your son reminds me of my own son...he is nine now but he has always asked such mind-boggling questions that he would leave many of us speechless. I love that so much about him. This is such a nice poem, I hope your son treasures it. Sincerely, Mary (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 17, 2005

Poem Edited: Sunday, January 8, 2006


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