Sunday, November 1, 2009

A friend's poem "My Grandfather"

He is the one who i find,
Whenever i grope as a blind,
He is the one who i find,
As a teacher as a guide,
What is nice, good and kind,
Is put in my heart ,in my mind,
He remained to me life,
When i was stubbed whith a knife,
Never i’d been worried,
Frightened, apologized or sorry,
Even for a little while,
I can’t forget how to smile,
I didn’t know what is sadness,
Happiness, gaiety were doubtless,
I know that you are a treasure,
A father like you is a pleasure,
You helped a bird with no feather,
To grow and fly with no mother,
Even you are not my real father
Thank you my grand father

Many thanks to Sori Yama for her poem. May Allah bless her and her granpa and all our grandfathers....


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