Nana Was My Everything - By Brianna Cross

Nobody can ever replace you, your spirit lives on.

And I wish I could've spent more time with you before you were gone. 

Nobody told me you were so sick, I thought you'd get better.  

 And I just miss spending time with you, I miss us being together.

When times were rough for me, and I needed to laugh,

Alas! Here came Nana face timing me and accidentally taking photographs.

She was so fun and carefree, dying her hair a new color every week,

Me and her were connected like the highest mountains and their very peak.

Year three marking her death comes fairly soon,

Each time I think of her, I can't help but think of her favorite tune.

Vicissitudes in my life have affected my joy,

Even though I should have been okay by now, yet somehow, the pain plays with me like a toy.

Right now, I just want to talk to her, ask her what she's up to.

Yet, I also want to talk to God and ask Him why she couldn't make it through.

The deep sadness I feel may never go away,

Her presence though, I won't let it slip from my fingers again as I did on that awful day.

I miss you Nana, but I know that from above, you can see every little human being,

Nobody can ever make such beautiful jewelry for me again, especially your ring,

Goodbye, oh, and there's one more thing I want the world to know: Nana Was My Everything.

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About The Author

Brianna Cross is an incoming junior who lives in Texas. She enjoys writing poetry, listening to music, and spending time with her family. Her poems are published in several literary competitions such as Poetic Power and The Scholastic Art and Writing awards. She is currently writing a book and plans to publish it soon.

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Cover page by Jiaying Chen