Drifting away

This is the first poem I wrote when I was 14. I was told my grandad had cancer and he didn't know that I knew and my only escape was poetry.

Wearing away with no one to help him stay,
Times are hard and he sometimes says
"Hope you have a good year"
As if he's not going to be here.

I keep looking watching him wearing away,
Skinnier and bonnier each and every day.

And who is this person you may say
A person I love too much to let drift away.

Reviews

[Inject Positivity]

The evil clutch of death... It's never easy to see the person we love the most drifting away from us and we are unable unable to do anything for them... I can feel for you, right now my mom is in hospital, she is pretty sick but all I can do is prat for her goodness, even though my heart is breaking apart... I hope wherever your granddad is, he is watching over you... God bless you frnd...

Sincerely
Dhiman

[Sammy]

So sorry to hear that I send healing thoughts to her and to you! .. it's a horrible thing to go through and unfortunate that we all at some point will have to deal with the devastation of loss.

[MAD ENGLISHMAN]

So much sadness so well expressed. the love is clear. A wonderful piece of poetry.

[Gee]

Beautifully sad. Death at an early age is such a difficult part of life to deal with, not that it is any more pleasant as we age

[Robert Haigh]

Obviously a deeply personal poem, but one that any reader should be able to identify with. Written from the heart.