My lonely nights
Wait for her sights...
To hear lullaby -
"Let the birds sing, dilly, dilly,
And the lambs play,
We shall be safe, dilly, dilly,
Out of harms way...
Her hair uncombed,
Wrapped in Black Veil.
Her wrinkled skin,
Shivering,
Shining like the thread of silk,
Swinging to and fro,
Slowly,
With the song of her ancestors...
Her eyes wandered around,
Around the corner of her house,
Draping,
Wiping
Cleaning....
She
Pampered,
Loved,
Guided,
Gifted,
With shadows of her wisdom...
From,
Dawn to dusk,
Knitting the wool,
For the frosty winds
In the silvery nights of winter...
I wish you were here,
Near your child,
My grandma....
Memories...
@ Ami J
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I would like to translate this poem