From a Grand father
merged with air …water …soils and …fire too
fifty one years away
Black Berry
from a Grand father
a young lad now
a grand dad has
From a Grand father
Hello my father
are you still floating in thin air
showering flying kisses at me
as you did once care
when I held your hands
when I was very young
or
merged with air …water …soils and …fire too
this universe is remote
Today I am
a Grand dad like you
my children send flowers
I recall the bouquets
as once gave too
My father in the remote universe
merged with
air …water …earth....and …fire...true
I wish the whole wide world knew
fifty odd years away
as humans
great grandfather
today half a century away
how much I still miss you
to know you have no way
Father dear did you not see
yesterday I was about to join you
but the sister dear
my caretaker
held my hand
Sir wait
I'll get flowers for you
hope you will deliver them
to my father in heaven
please do
Black Berry
all with Black Berries eh
Tears swelled in my eyes
Thames
Mississippi
Nile
made me cry
Father wait please
they say
I still have chores to do
My kids want me to send
a latest cell to you
BLACK BERRY
I think
They love me as much
as I did you
now my children
all know it too
Fathers are a great boon
but may go off any time
like a balloon
hello all readers no need to thank here no one will return to see read one of mine now its your turn PG/others AKP etc I will also now read urs as a return thanks
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Being a grandfather I can understand the feelings and sentiments of the poet on his own birthday. Recollecting memories of parents and grandparents, how they celebrated his birthday when he was a child and what were the gifts he got on his birthday, the poet returns all that he got to his grandchildren.