You were a man, who used to hold my hand,
My wounds, my cries, you mend.
Smile on me, you will watch,
Here obstacles are, you teach me to dutch.
If I were not around your sight,
When here I am, you hold me tight.
Hugs that were relief,
Today in a beautiful world you are, I believe.
No ride bring smile today,
You be the horse, on your back I lay.
Step over step you would take me,
Come back once, and we play.
Long it's been your mischievous boy being mend,
Come back once,
You used to mend, again mend mine,
Grandpa and grandson, again we together shine.
Grandpa and grandson, again we together shine.
There is a very special bond between grandpa and grandson. The poem evokes nostalgic images and goes on to celebrate this bond. Thanks a lot. I love the way you have expressed it.
a lovely tribute poem that was written from the heart with a wish I think that your bond to him will never depart. Wonderfully written Vishal.
Straight from the heart it will certainly bring memory of the times spent with grandpas of the readers. Such a fine tribute. Thanks for sharing and congrats.
You were a man, who used to hold my hand, My wounds, my cries, you mend.- - - - - - - - how heartbreakingly wonderful to have had such a man to grandfather you,
A beautiful and heart-felt ode to your grandpa. I could really feel your love for him. And it almost brought tears to my eyes because I never even met my grandfather. Vishal, Congratulations on Poem Of The Day!
Long it's been your mischievous boy being mend, Come back once, You used to mend, again mend mine, Grandpa and grandson, again we together shine......................A touching poem, congrats.
Grandpa and grandson, again both together shine.There is very deep affection between grandfather and grandson. This poem is very neatly drafted interesting, excellent and emotional tribute poem. This touches heart and soul very much. A nice poem is selected as poem of the day in member section. Congratulations! ..10
No ride bring smile today, You be the horse, on your back I lay. Step over step you would take me, Come back once, and we play. Children bond quickly with grand parents as they receive unconditional love from them.A poem of tribute to grand parents with lovely memories shared.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Such a heartwarming poem, Vishal... a huge 10+++