My grandma suffered from stroke aftereffects for so long
Dad often reminisces and falls into regret
Haunted by the fear that she'd leave us if he dared use stroke meds
She lived a very long life, yet her disability left shadows
Her figure lingered as a gloom in Dad's heart
One day, Dad collapses from a stroke, we rush him to the ER
He asks me, "Take the risk"
Though devoid of context, I grasped it instantly
The reason—no need to ponder it further
This preparation for such eventualities must be
The legacy they wish to impart to me
Dad ended up in the ER, yet it felt like a blessed day
Knowing how fortunate it is to walk into a hospital with a stroke
At times, I feel like I've aged far too much
Whenever faced with such matters
Yet, believing in the value of my responsibility
For handling something truly precious
The moment arrives, I strive to avoid the worst
Now it's my turn to stand by them
Transitioning from a protected son to one who guards
That must be the essence of the legacy they wish to bestow upon me
Though devoid of context, I grasped it instantly
The reason—no need to ponder it further
This preparation for such eventualities must be
The legacy they wish to impart to me