I found this poem and gave it to my grandmother over 5 years ago when my grandfather passed away and it touched me so i wanted to share it...idk who wrote it or the title but it still brings tears to my eyes....
I stood by your bed last nite, I came to take a peep.
I could see you were crying, you found it hard to sleep.
I whispered to you softly, as you brushed away a tear, "its me, I haven't left you, I'm well, I'm fine, I'm here."
I was close to you at breakfast, I watched you pour the tea, you were thinking of the many times you passed that cup to me.
I was with you at the shops today, your arms were getting sore, I longed to take your parcels, I wished I carried more.
I was with you at my grave today, you tend it with such care, I wanted to reassure you that I am not lying there.
I walked with you towards the house as you fumbled for your key, I gently put my hand on yours, I smiled and said "its me." we both went in, you looked so tired and you sank in to your chair., I tried so hard to let you know that I was standin there.
Its possible for me to be so near you every day, to say to you with certainly "I never went away" you sat there very quietly then smiled I think you knew, in the stillness of that evening I was close to you.Now the day was over and as you climbed the stairs, I smile and watch you yawning and say "god bless, good nite, i'll see you in the morning.
And when the time is right for you to cross the brief divide, i'll rush to greet you and we'll stand sid by side. I've so many things to share with you there's so much for you to see be patient, live you journey out then come home to be with me.
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