He Was My All

He, was the one person whom everyone wished they had.
He, was the one person whom everyone adored.
He, was the one person with a heart of gold.
I was lucky enough to have received him as my dearest grandfather.

I remember when I was five,
We were at the park
And I saw a beautiful butterfly.
Out of curiosity, I chased it
And ended up with a bad scab on my knee.
Because of your rare medicated lotion, I was healed.
I thank you for that.

When I was eleven,
You were there to see me through
The seven days when I was hospitalized for dengue fever.
Thanks for your care and concern.

Through these years,
I have not done anything for you.
Not even thanks from me.
I know I am wrong
And I regret it terribly now.
I wish I could leap
The gap of age, background, dialect
To have a heart to heart talk with you.
But I guess it’s impossible for us to do so now.
As I see you lying on your death bed,
Tears filling up my eyes,
I gently whispered into your ear
“You were my all” in dialect.

Charmaine Kwok
3G