Elegy For My Grandmother Poem by Muzahidul Reza

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I
Dear, how can I forget thee?
When I was a little bee
You were old but a real flower
Made me drink honey there.

II
You were aged in family
But spoke nicely, clearly
Who came to you silently
You made them sound properly.

III
In the village you were common
To all even to a new born
Each tree, each lane
Knew you well dame.

IV
Cattle, domestic and wild birds
Came taking you heart
For being cared and fed
You could not but did.

V
Anyone fell in danger
To help them you had no anger
To them you were a Mother
I remember you, grandmother.

VI
You were a strong, big tree
Shadowed all under you free
All were being parasites
Grew hugging you favorite.

VII
I did never see you ill
No cause could make you pale
Except someone's passing away
You remembered them that day.

VIII
You named me Cutely
And called me sweetly,
Then caressed me dearly
And fed me affectionately.

IX
At night barked foxes and dogs
Quarreled the angry cats
You told they did those
To cut the Satan's nose.

X
You told me fairy tales wisely
I listened to you surprisingly
You acted wonderfully
I looked at you interestingly.

XI
You could not bear them
Anybody called my name
Your looked a little emotional
Seeing me not well at all.

XII
You did not eat
Till me you did not feed
I remember, I remember
To you I was so dear.

XIII
You advised me deeply
I listen to you attentively
You taught me such
I did learn those very much.

XIV
You tied me heavenly
And taught me greatly
Made me owe to you
I can understand fully now.
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Copyright © Muzahidul Reza |09/16/2017