Siluna! A bookmark for the Life's-book
Life's a sugar-coated bitter pill
Some swallow with a glass of water
But it melts in our toothless mouth
with the help of saliva.
Son do not play alone
Your loving Grandma and I are
your play mates and come to our
Old age is not a grave sickness.
Your foot-ruler is too short
to measure the lengthy life
and it's a long journey.
Make your sole rough
Then you feel the sharp thorns
as tender grass.
Come closer, your smile and the gentle touch
to our hearts keep us live longer!
We watch your acrobats
sitting on the threshold
with a bite of grind pea nuts
Don't run fast as you miss the slums
among the skyscrapers?
Education is a blunt sword
that never harms yet give you the sharpen
to be a Man but not a Superman!
'Man sounds good' once Maxim Gorky said.
You may be a Doctor or Solicitor one day
Try to find a panacea for the poverty!
You're not small at all
Remind the strange love chases behind you!
Your mad Grandpa picked this flower
in our teens but it's too early for you
and be patient!
If we could see your offspring
that's our only wish
before we reach Hell or Nirvana?
For our grandson Siluna!
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