Grandfather Poem by Hodaya Peles

When I saw your dead body on the horrible white sheets, my heart stopped.
Tears fell from my eyes and I knew, you will be buried today.
The missing suffocated me and my soul was dying inside.
I just wanted to touch you for one more time.
I just wanted to see you smile to me once again.
But even if I scream, even if I will fall on my knees and beg, you won't hear me.

Seven month past and I still miss you, sometimes less and sometimes more.
But what can I do?
The memory is still clear and your words resonant in my head.
Your pale working hands.
Your narrow blue eyes.
Your white perfect hair.
I can still see all those.

You always loved me, even when you couldn't remember my name.
So I promise you, I will always love you.