Adolescence and Loss

Somber Cycle

My Grandfather lays in his bed, slowly

Coming to the end of his life.

His only son, his dynasty and pride,

Stands over him, speaking words of comfort.

I sit there in the room and observe the process.

Three generations being connected through this experience.

I know that sometime in the future

My father will lay in his bed, with his son

Over him, and my son will be sitting and learning.

One day I will lay in my bed and time will continue to go on.