3-6 months they said...

Natavia Hobert

I never thought this day would come…

Stage four cancer?

3-6 months they said…

They lied to us…

They said your stomach was as hard as a brick…

They said you were in a lot of pain…

They said you lost over 20 pounds…

They said you were really really sick…

They said they didn’t want you eating hard foods…

They said you couldn't even feed yourself…

I used to say “When he’s gone, Nothing will feel the same anymore.”

Now that you’re gone I say “Nothing feels the same anymore”

Now you’re gone I no longer have my favorite person anymore or my best friend…

The day you went into emergency surgery thats all I thought about.

Sometimes I cry when I think about you but I try not to because I know you’d tell me not to cry; You’d want me to stay strong.

When I came to see you It hurt to see you in the condition you were in.

I could see in your eyes that you were in pain, I could see you were sad but not scared.

You didn’t seem happy and I’ve never seen you not happy before.

No laughs, no smiles, no long talks like always.

I hated to see you in pain... Something I’m not used to seeing you in.

I miss your smile, I miss your laugh, I miss your voice and I miss your humor... I miss your southern accent and seeing you wear that straw hat and smoke the cigar you can never go without…

I miss when you used to grill for me all the time.. When you used to show me how to cook.

I missed it when you showed me your garden where you grew all your vegetables.

..I remembered how happy you were to show off your garden…

I miss when you’d teach me how to play cards.

I miss when I used to stay the night and you’d make grits, eggs, and bacon in the morning for us.

I miss when you’d listen to blues and dance with a cold beer in your hand and a half-smoked cigar..

I miss not getting to hear you laugh and talk..

I miss you so much… I still cant accept that you’re gone… 

  • Author: Natavia hobert (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 2nd, 2025 07:12
  • Comment from author about the poem: My grandpa passed recently so writing a poem about it really helped me cope. Whenever I miss him, I read this.
  • Category: Sad
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