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Sunday, September 9, 2012

Grandfather‘s Love

Grandpa lifts me up onto his hip, smiling.
I raise my arm happily, a small gladiator
A chilly fall wind
I just won my poetry called 'Peaceable Buddha'
He was so large then
He kisses Grandma's cheek morning glory face
And was strong to lift me up
He sets me down, and I scoop up fallen leaves,
A damp, musty armful, an ingenuous offering to my father
I, his faithful apprentice.
Behind us, Grandma's flowers, stood
Blowing in the October wind still,
Grandpa‘s love remains forever and always
Natasa To
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Natasa To 10 September 2012
I have not known my grandparent in reality. This poem is just my imagination regarding my love for my parent that was my thoughts back to the time i was 5 or 6 years old up to today
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