Ode To My Grandfather

You died

Before I

Knew you.

In 20 years

You cried once

A year before.

Golf balls

Tees

Sweaters

Hats

All that’s left.

Grandma alone

Opposite of

Who you were.

A brain eating

Disease.

Memories blurred

And dissolved.

I don’t feel

Anything.

You died

Before I

Knew you.

Sadness for

Grandma

Not you. 

Weird?

Normal?

But the absence

The quiet–

Normal.

I don’t feel

Emptiness

Because

You died

Before I

Knew you.

Sweaters.

All I have.