Letter to Grandma
By Francis Grant, Jr.
I made it home surprised I survived . .
The food was good. The people were great. The doctor said cancer. Now I must always be on-guard and wait. I counted the years you would be if you could be here with me. It was a crazy number and thought it would be better for you to be there, free Been to see Pawnee again a few times, drove by our old house . .
I remembered the front porch when you yelled at that little mouse . .and laughed Ermy’s is gone but Click’s is still there, the clinic will always be there . .
So much to say but don’t know what to say . . I'm still learning about life, got a wife and we had children to teach . . I tried to tell them our stories, our books to read, and the songs to believe . .
Sister ended up in Cali, brother is gone seeking education and glory . . I got left behind, I am so sad for the pain to sister and brother . . and hope they aren’t lonely . .
So now I am almost sixty years old, we hope our children come to visit . . I hope once or twice a month, a year . . maybe for Christmas . . So I am almost sixty years old and sometimes the world seems so cold. .
They cut me up badly grandma, with scars long and covered in metal . . I didn’t know a body could survive bleeding so badly . . it hurt me, I am thankful you taught me about God . . Don’t know what people would do without God and go through this . . Don’t know what people would do without God . . Don’t know what people would do without God . . Don’t know what people would do without God . . Love, pudgy . .