Nana Poem by Heather Owens

I wish for words to say
words to have been said
tell you stories
the stories of my life
the stories of my mind
I wish I had your words framed in caramel
I wish that flowers dripped from your eyes
that your breath shined light
I wanted to share the long years with you
as many as possible
I wish I could revisit my long lost memories with you
filled with butterflies and pages
of bubbles floating into the sun
I wish more than anything to hold your hand
the cool warm skin
you gripping my hand back
I miss the wrinkles of your fingers next to mine smooth
I wish I had held your hand more often