Suddenly, I remembered you,
reminisced about the joyous moments
Sometimes you're the reason for my little cries,
but you always made me smile.
The first moment you called me Tansia,
I was mad and hath asked thee who she is?
You laughed happily and hath said that's a beautiful name,
I hath raised my brows, but you smiled again.
The peals of laughter we shared,
Will always be remained in my heart forever
You listen to my little nonsense stories
Pretending thee art in my small world
You listened to my dreams happily
Told me to dream as big as I can
Then share your thought of wisdom
Remind me don't make small things very hot
The years hath moved fast
The little girl was a grown lady now,
But the caring and love of a grandpa to his little Tansia
Still, the same and nothing changeth.
But the grown lady started to liveth with her world,
Adopted the fast moving busy world
The long talks becometh small and quick
The frequent becometh once in a blue moon
Until I hath heard the thunder was shouting,
the clouds were crying with a presence of silence
My heart suddenly aching, and the tears have fallen,
Never see thee smile and hath heard your waves of laughter again.
Long years hath passed, the happy memories were still in my heart
We meet again, but too sad I talked to you in my silence
I shut my eyes and listen to the whisper of wind blowing,
The touches of cold breeze make my tears fallen.
Long years hath passed, the happy memories were still in my heart We meet again, but too sad I talked to you in my silence I shut my eyes and listen to the whisper of wind blowing, The touches of cold breeze make my tears fallen. lovely and very poetic verses my dear Charlene. God bless you for these sweet memories that you wrote.. of your grandfather. i know in phils the family relationships is very strong.. thank u. tony
Beautiful memorial poem written with clarity of thought and mind. A lovely creation from the heart.. Thanks for sharing Charlene and do remain enriched.
Hi Bernard, Thanks for your appreciation, I didn't expect that I have this kind of craft writing poems and blogs, I feel freedom. Thanks again
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The peals of laughter we shared, Will always be remained in my heart forever You listen to my little nonsense stories Pretending thee art in my small world...nonsense and joy and laughter.. wonderful poem. tony