Gramps

Sleeping soundly in the night,
but then i slowly wake,
I'm quickly yanked up from my bed,
and hear the words "it's Jake".

my heart races, and theres a lump,
rite up in my throat,
my gramps has done this once before,
the one i call "ole goat".

I grip his hand, he holds to mine,
grandma holds his other,
i tell myself he'll I've through this,
but also he cant live forever.

"i love you" i whisper in his ear,
and tears fall down like rain,
his eyes tell me he loves me too,
but i can feel his pain.

i look at the monitor of his heart,
a slow but brisk rhythm,
i hold my breath as i see,
the beat quickly withers.

paramedics rush in and tell me to leave,
tears rush down my face,
grandma holds me and we pray together,
and i think how life is a race.

a doctor walks out with his head hung low,
and whispers to my grams,
"hes holding on but not for long",
and it hits me like a ram.

grandpa dies the next day,
my heart is full of sorrow,
his heartbeat dropped, we wish he could stay,
i want to see him tomorrow.

grandma says even though hes not here,
gramps would want us to go on,
i tell myself that i will live,
but part of my heart will always be gone.