MY GRANDFATHER: MY HERO
Your finger tightly clasped in my little hand
your shadow walking along with mine
grandpa, I was a tender flower bud then
and you nourished me like enriching sunshine
With years we modeled this grand relation
every morning you and I waiting for my school bus
you have the magic to make my wishes come true
we live in a special world, made for both of us
Your words speak from the book of wisdom
you smile like a player who won the game of life
your eyes are deep and full with memories
you always say 'count our blessings when troubles are rife'
You consider my victory as your achievement
and give me strength on my defeats
you always lift me up through high walls
and make my life an enchanting treat
Every moment with you is toned with sweetness
the bond between us is soldered with love
you are irreplaceable, lovable and important
and a part of my life all above
Chetan Sharma
Lovely poem and image :-))
ReplyDeleteMakes me wish I could remember my grandfathers, but they died when I was very young.
Thanks, warms my heart :-))
This reminds me of my own grandfather. He's been gone for over 25 years and I still miss him.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Jonie and Mike! :)
ReplyDeleteI never knew my grandfathers, and only one grandmother briefly. Maybe that's why I loved working in the retirement home-- I finally had all the grandparents one could ever want! :)
So reminds me of my husband and grandson, every year since he has walked, 8 yrs now!, they walk down this bridge together and i take a pic and have 8 x 10's down the hallway of it, so cute!
ReplyDeleteYo, that is so sweet! You can see how he's grown each year! :)
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely and poignant image... love it! Great poem to go with... indeed.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Anna! :)
ReplyDeleteI appreciate your comment.
That's a great image, Barbara! It would fit in with so many families all across America. One of my grandfathers I never met: the other was a cherished friend.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Terry! It looks like several of us never got to know our grandparents. That's sad.
ReplyDeleteMy grandfather had a second grade education and knew how to cipher. He also knew how to say the alphabet backwards. This is all he really needed to become a master carpenter. As his employee, he was willing to teach me all he knew. However I had to spread my wings. Next lifetime I will learn from a master and not be so stupid.
ReplyDeleteAwww, Preston, such a sweet statement for your grandfather. :)
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