I’m Being Published
Just recieved a notice in the mail that my poem Dear Grandpa is going to be published. This is, I don’t know, my seventh published poem? I was surprised this one got choosen since I didn’t write it expecting it to be… it was a personal thing. Definitely not my best work, but still cool.
I still remember the day
They told me you were sick,
Said slowly over time
You would begin to forget.
I can’t distinguish now
From before and after then;
It hurts to think back
Over all we missed.
I was so young
But now I’m not,
You watched me grow
Not knowing who I was.
I miss you so much now
And you’re not even gone.
Ugh, that really actually sucks but whatever.
