Dear Grandma,


It has been so long,

Such a long, long time.

Since I’ve spoken with you,

And heard your voice chime.

There is so much to tell,

And I have so little time.


I guess that I’ll begin,

With my dear wife, Michelle.

Ex-wife she’ll be soon,

She put me through hell.

When last you and I spoke,

We were doing so well...


Seems I was right when I said,

“Grandma, I’ll be okay.”.

I hope you haven't worried,

As I did not go astray.

God is as close to me now,

As He was on that day.


It’s been a long road,

Grandmother it seems.

What happened to my youth,

Or became of my dreams.

I don’t know where to begin,

Or what it all means.


Grandma, some days I’m lost,

Without the sound of your voice.

Feels like you’re so far away,

I miss your grace and poise.

I wish that I could hear you once more,

But then, that’s not my choice.


Grandma, I’m sorry,

As I have’nt always been strong,

I was weak for the whiskey,

I was weak for so long.

But I remembered your words,

And they kept me from wrong.


Grandma, I love you,

God, I hope that you know.

I didn’t say that nearly enough,

Emotions are so hard to show.

I’m getting better at it these days,

Seems a little late now though.


Grandma, I miss you,

Just about every day.

Life hasn’t always been easy,

Since God took you away.

I hope He lets you read this,

For that, tonight I’ll pray.


Grandma, some days I feel you,

Looking down on me from the sky.

With a smile perched upon your lips,

And a tear inside your eye.

I hope you can see me smile back,

And Grandma please, don’t cry.


Grandma, I want you to know,

How much you still mean to me.

And I know that you’re not gone,

For you live inside of me.

The words you spoke through your chains,

Are what set me free.


Grandma, I’ll write when I can,

Let you know what’s going on.

I’ll tow the line as best as I can,

As you taught me, right from wrong.

And I’ll do my best to behave,

Love always,

    Your Grandson.


© Michael Barry 2013