I Wish I Had Loved

I went to go see my grandmother

She was a talented, successful writer

That lived in a beautiful home

Alone.

She was dying

Lying in bed with a book

She had written years ago.

I smiled when I entered the room

Told her how wonderful she looked

Brushed my fingers up her hand.

She looked at me

Asked if I was still single

I told her I was..

She took my hand into hers

Looked me in the eyes

Spoke ever so gently.

“I wish I had loved.”