Kind words, a gentle touch
A love so true, so pure, no bounds
You gave me all, you asked for none
You were there, the light in the dark
Memories so sweet, forget them, I will not
How you loved me, how you cared
Oh how the years have treated you
Your hair so white, your skin so pale
I look at you, and suddenly realize
Changed you have not, change you will not
Your smile, still sweet, like the morning sun
Beautiful eyes, like clear drops of dew
My debt to you, can never be repaid
Not in this life, or any that may
I may not speak, I may not show
There is no end, there’ll be no end
Know in your heart, that you will not know
My love will remain, forever and more
31/01/2009
the beuty of the love for family is that the words need not be spoken. thay are already said with every look, action and conversation. full of well worded memories that are placed with a perfect flow. you are a true poet at heart Tharindu, don't give up on your words and your writing because they will allow you to express the things we somehow cannot find the words to say. and they will continue to inspire you and take you to new heights of transcendence. a beautiful tribute to your grandmother. keep up the good work. you will grow with each poem you write. so don't give up! Jen
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I would like to translate this poem
A passionate tribute to a doting granny ceremoniously rich in tone.