She is a part of me
Someone I never knew
Grandmother lived across the sea
Beyond endless miles of blue
This distant woman was my father’s mother
He journeyed to America seeking employment
Never again would they ever see each other
No longer would there be proximal enjoyment
When my name was added to the family tree
She was notified by a handwritten letter
The joy did not allow her to cradle me
I never had the opportunity to meet her
She was not near to teach
Her love isn’t even a memory
She was outside my stretched reach
Our relationship is only history
Now as I think, there is a similarity
You see; I carry her first name
On the family tree she looks like me
So, I’m guessing she has a claim
Our hands never held
Our eyes never met
Affection was withheld
I sense we share regret
2/25/08
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem