I’m of an age where time is ticking away
I count down every hour and every day
I haven’t seen my grandchild in the past few years
Reminiscing memories are drenched in tears
My broken heart, filled with dismay
I hear the call of grandma in the busy shops
My heart skips a beat and almost stops
I turn around hoping to see my little one
To just see unknown faces, away they run
Feel stabbing pain as my heart drops
Why am I being punished for something I didn’t do
My grandchild has fallen victim to their parent’s separation too
My home is full of love and joy
A neutral safe haven they could enjoy
To be able to escape the chaos, if they want to
Will they forget me, as I never will
I wish that time could just stand still
To never see them again fuels my fears
Yearning to turn back the years
To hold them again, where my heart could refill
I hold onto hope until the day I die
My bond to my grandchild is an unbreakable tie
I loved them then, I love them now
Oh, to see them again, but I don’t know how
Maybe tomorrow, or maybe nigh
Author - Cheryl Duffy
Divorce Coach, Mediator & Author
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