Lunch

Three years ago

My grandma went away

We sat down for lunch

Yesterday

Memory gone

She couldn't stay at home

Once an elegant

Epitome

Hopeful she found peace

In a mind lost elsewhere

I was surprised by

An old stare

A grin met her eyes

As it had long ago

She asked me to sit

Not to go

We talked for a while

The years melted away

We laughed and she spoke

Clear as day

She was beautiful

A marvelous echo

Of a time ended

Long ago

But she soon grew sad

Beauty foreign and strange

And she paused for one

Last exchange

With a steady hand

She took one of mine and

Asked me to please

Understand

Before she was kind

With unwavering grace

And she was now too

One last trace

And then she was gone

I stood lost and alone

Yet I did not mourn

Lifeless bone

She had found her peace

Her soul was truly free

And she chose with love

To tell me