Gold a precious thing that is admired
by every being but my gold that i only
admire is different from the one you
know i also think gold is different because
grandmother is my gold
You may wonder why my gold is so different
from the one you know but listen i chose
this type because the moment her heart
stopped grandmother took over from her
yes i mean her the one who brought me
to this world that is why
grandmother is my gold
Little did I know that now i have to
get used to this old lady the only
being left to take care of us yes
she became younger each day struggled
with the world fetched water for the
neighbors fed their cattle in exchange
of milk for our breakfast yes
grandmother my gold
Slowly she congered the world educated
the young beings who courageously
maneuvered through their education and
held top position in their exams those
are the fruits of my gold
grandmother my gold
Grandmother my gold i will always celebrate
you for your tireless work for us the many
times you slept hungry so that we may have
enough food will not be in vain because
i will never forsake you nor leave you
grandmother my gold
Our golds in life can never be the same things or people but what we held up high with great esteem, value and love, becomes our forever gold. I love this poem becaused you know teach us how humans can be valued and not things in place of humans... Beautifully written.
..............a beautiful dedication to a loving grandmother....thanks for writing this one...
grandmother my gold, wonderful, I love my grandmother too, thanks, please read my poems and comment.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Grandmother! u shaped us well now we stand. You have now finished your work here on earth. If only you would open your eyes and see how much we loved you. If there is anything called love you had it from the grandchildren you raised. May God give you everlasting peace. Rest In Peace My Dearest Grandma.