Grandmother Poem by Niko Tiliopoulos

Grandmother

Rating: 5.0


When I saw you sad,
drowned inside your wet world,
I believed that I could make
your lips smile again.

But as I was holding your hand,
I realised how powerless I was
to erase the wrinkles
from your palms.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Roger Bowman 03 December 2006

A 10a from me.I know how it feels amigo della fuerto anemio. All the best Roger

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