Grandson - Poem by AbdelAziz Alhaider
When he learn the earlier words
Step earlier steps….. stumble
Hailing hearts that with God's name
Reverse the letters
Invent big headlines.... New… Upside down
laugh loudly in my eyes.... and imitates the sound of a cat or a wolf
I heighten him to the roof of a dream
descend him to the bottom of the roses.. gardens of my heart blooming with the flowers for him
Collect played.... played
Colored pens….. Photos
And tell him tales of the sea and the hunter...... story of livelihood
The city and horse cart
And the ill donkey......! ! ! !
If stumble, or cough
Pain squeeze inside my heart........ and with the feather of colored love
Draw around him the name of God...
When he begins counting...I. enfold him with the fear from reaching the thousand……the million....
So he may lost by the path....! ! !
Uh... What a beautiful his childhood….. soft as the roses
His innate intelligence...as the pitcher vapor
And the purity of his movements...as the streaming train in the forest
I hop him growing but peacefully...
peacefully guarded with the name of God
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