A GRANDSON'S DREAMS

Today I awoke, jumped with a start.
What time can it be? Oh, where is that clock?
It's 10 o'clock, too late, he has gone,
There I slept, was unaware of the time.

Yes, he's gone, gone, without a good-bye.
He didn't want to disturb me. Why? Why? Why?
Without a touch of his hand, or a kiss to my brow,
I overslept, what a curse, tell how how.

So hard to miss him, to beg him don't go.
Stay here with me, George, dogs and cat.
It would ruin all his life,
What a waste with no start.

I know he will work hard, like a miner strikes gold.
For the world is his oyster, and the moon is his goal.

Oh well, it's not that sad, as this is his big day.
He has big things to do, must not stand in his way.
A future to build, all his dreams to come true,
Being so strong and wise, he'll make it through.

He can see the big picture, but I know all the trials and strife,
Work, study, loneliness and sacrifice.
So watch out Korea, here he comes to take charge,
With his humor and laughter, he brings sunshine and smiles.

Sometimes I could cry "Just stay here with us,
Throw away all your dreams, your tomorrows and wealth.
Don't make a new start."
For the whims of Grandma without any heart.

Because he's my darling Grandson and about to depart,
Oh, my poor little feelings. Oh, my poor little heart.
No, look up and out to the sky,
And follow your dreams, don't let them die.

Don't let anything die over a Grandma's whims,
You are young, strong and wise.
Look, look up and out,
God's riding beside you. He knows best, no doubt.
(Ruth Klassen, my grandmother, Dec. 8, 1999)