My Angels Passed Away Poem by gargee singh

'I can't eat anymore grandma....'
'One more bite...', said grandma.
'I am done, now not anymore.'
'For your grandma, just one more'
'...done..'
'For your Grandpa, you have taken none.'


'I can't sleep Grandma...! ! '
One call..and wakes up my Grandma.
Keeping my head in her lap...
She begins with her fabulous fairy tales.
Caressing and ruffling my hair with her soft hand,
...I sleep at the end...


'Get up we have to go jogging...'calls my Grandpa.
'Is morning so beautiful? ...'I ask grandpa.
Drawing my attention towards nature's gifts,
A sense of appreciation, in me, my Grandpa has instilled.
Hard work pays off,
Grandpa's jogging classes have taught.


Early morning...
'Grandpa... we have to go jogging.'
My mom arrives terrified.
'Is everything alright? '


It was so real, it dare not be a dream.
What else could it be, if not a dream...
Grandpa passed away,
Grandma too passed away.
Leaving us alone.
Like solitary reapers in the field...to moan.

GARGEE SINGH