Ode to Grandpa Maurice(my darling grand father I will love you forever)
Thine were the eyes that looked at me with pride
Thine were the knees that huddled me when in plight
Thine were the hands that wiped away my tears
Papa my Papa, I love thee Ilove thee
When the world doubted thou believed
When the heart failed to love me you never seized
When I had a long tale to blabber as a child
Yours were the ears, yours was the smile
Thou may have not been a hero of fame,
But in my heart a hero you remain
Thine eyes knew how much love I needed
Only God can reward thy hearts pure measure
Thou was my soul, my grandpa my friend
Loosing you was my world’s end
Hardly a soul knew who you were the way I knew you
I thank my God for lending you to me
I love you my Papa always may your soul rest in peace
Shanika Paul
From the collection of Poetry on humanity
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U/graduate BA English(OUSL) , ADIE(UK) , ACIE(OUSL) , DIP; AMI/PSY(Cambridge) Trained Teacher(IMSD)
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