Granma's Mantle

by Nicole D Gregory

You and I always on
Granma's mantle
Someone else realized the
Twins separated
by generations

"A handsome man, your grandfather”
So what does that make me
Admired and loved by all
who knew him

I'm not bitter, just heartbroken
that people call him "Bob"”
Using a casual variation of his middle name
when they talk about him ~ people who
knew him

I call him "granpa" ~ not out
of obligation ~ but out of
lost wantings to have his
shoulder to cry on, his hugs
to greet me
And his smile
My smile
To compare

Its been years since I
stood over your name plate
marking years of sleep
My voice gone
My throat tight

I didn't know you had
such a formal name
known only to me as "daddy" by
your little girl ~ she misses
you ~ my heart hurts for her
she makes a really great
mom to us ~ your grandchildren

I hope you would like us
~ she seems to
We have good days and
bad days
We make her laugh
We make her cry
We're kids

Am I anything like you?



Posted on 09/02/2008
Copyright © 2020 Nicole D Gregory

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 09/02/08 at 02:50 PM

Some heavy stuff indeed. But it never goes over-the-top. It stays right there, digging its heels in and showing some teeth. Really nicely done.

Posted by Joe Cramer on 09/02/08 at 05:18 PM

... exceptional!

Posted by Jeffrey Parren on 11/15/10 at 01:14 PM

I really enjoy the explanation of the introduction of each person in a reflexing way..."known only to me as "daddy" by // your little girl"...I enjoy the bouncing focus which lets you know who is being spoken about but also gives information and a depth to the whole piece...a wonderful tribute...~JPP

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