When I was 22, I was living in Israel, far from my dying grandmother in Brooklyn, but she was wedged deeply into my soul.
lyrics
When I said goodbye to you,
You looked so small.
Where once was life,
Hardly anything at all.
I hope you can forgive me
For pretending that you’re gone.
Despite the pain of losing you,
I needed to move on:
I am still young.
You gave my father life.
That’s God’s best gift.
And as yours is taken from you,
You’re giving me what’s left.
I can’t say thank you
Enough to make amends,
But I’ll make it up to you
Somewhere around the bend:
My song ain’t sung.
Sometimes I wonder,
Where did all your flesh fall?
But it makes me feel good to think
It’s a part of the Wailing Wall:
Offered up to God
Like a prayer from your soul,
A little piece of paper
Tightly wedged inside a hole
Facing the sun,
So special, yet the same as everyone,
For eventually, we all must come undone.
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