This poem is for my grandfather who passed away this year.... But he still exists as the best grandpa in my memories... !!! I love you grandpa... Missing you...!!
My life was a dream,
With no great grief.
A meaningless definition,
With words very brief.
My dreams broke up,
And I woke up,
To feel the depth,
Of my grandfather's death.
His presence was my preacher,
His absence was my teacher.
He taught me to find silence in noise,
He taught me not to raise my voice.
He spoke with his silence,
He worked with patience.
His knowledge was immense,
His thoughts were intense.
He had solutions,
For all my questions.
I loved the way he taught,
I loved the way he wrote.
I miss him a lot,
Give him back to me, Oh God !
I want him, please,
It is my greatest wish lord !
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