Another Eulogy

we sat in your bed
your hand
resting on my shoulder
The Godfather was playing

your lungs did not syncopate to the gun shots

for now
being with you could
make suffering bearable

I lingered by your side
I wanted to heal you

it was not the tears of your mother
nor the confusion of your daughter

it was the idea
that we would be fine
long after
you were gine

you would not see me
at 18
graduating from high school

you would not see me
at 22
graduating from college

but there you were
when I was 9
and I had to use a machine
to help me breathe

you lost sleep
but you watched over me

there you were
when I was 10
and had to be rushed
to the emergency room

there you were
when I was 12
and fractured my ankle
and was in a cast the whole summer

by my side
you remained
every single day of my life
helping me bear my pain

I only wish I could return the favor

I possess the resolve
to collect my bearings
bury the anecdotes of our life together
your unconditional love got me this far

I live now to make new memories for you

Author:

Twenties Educator Brooklyn Born & Raised

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