Grand Pa Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Only person I admired
In home and explored
On all occasions
To rush for help with no reasons

His eyes always searched
For love and preached
About love and not to show arrogance
I was very much influenced at once

He was very kind
I had always my grandpa in mind
I was attached so much
And remained with him as such

I could not touch his inner heart
He was amused at my skill and art
I may ask him many things
He will always add and turn it into something

Yes, at certain age you feel isolation
You find somewhere there is thaw in relation
Family members do not pay much attention
It causes so much pain and irritation

I could read his pain
So I tried to remain
As near as possible
And tried to ward off his feelings or troubles

Today I miss him more than anybody else
He used to stand firm with no falsehood
After all he was like giant tree
We all owed so much as he kept us free from all worries