For You (for deverse- A Poem From the Future)

For You

I know you never believed

you’d still be standing

painting your dreams

with those crooked hands

your body, fighting itself

like  an unwelcome intruder-

Yet here you are

reading these lines

penned by those swollen, red

works of art God didn’t let time

destroy;

And how the grandchildren

love you, so happy you are here

to hold their babies-

Benjamin, the sweet and gentle child

grew up to be everything you imagined.

 How he reminds you of yourself,

 always searching, grasping time

 knowing it is all too fleeting.

The little girl, you called Baby P.

holds her son and sings the songs

Gammie taught her, old Motown

remembering your gentle voice.

Baby Kay holds her children

tells them the story of Margaret,

The Happy Cub, filled with hugs

and good wishes and how you

brought her to life, more precious

than the prize you told her one day

she would win for helping to heal

the wounded.

Your three girls

still hold you close

treasuring all the moments

you shared with them,

years reflecting the bluest eyes.

As you all have witnessed

the changing world,

no longer a digital age

of cold communication

It has returned to the human touch

 we all missed for so long.

The sun still shines brightly,

the moon lulls the sleeping

and though you are now old

and waiting, you know 
how blessed you have been.