Grandma Poem by zmz gbzn

Grandma

Rating: 5.0


First, a singular spirit who
Comes to us now and then
Goes without saying
Goodbye

The second, now lonely and
Briefly, a magistrate,
Spied from a disc
In the sky

Here Jill, a fine girl
There Jack, a young cad
Elsewhere, a place or
A thing?

We souls who are searching for
Meaning may find it
In our own
Desiring

Wednesday, July 2, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ramesh Rai 02 July 2014

I have not seen my grandma. A nice feeling with grandma.

0 0 Reply
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success