My Grandson Poem by Dr. Ahmed Gumaa Siddiek

My grandson when you smile,
My heart beats for a while
The sky would come down with rain of joy
And hits the town, when you smile
Your pretty face would shine,
To light all human universe and mine,
So, may Allah bless your lovely face
Your smile moves the sinews of my heart,
And every vein in me with love would start.
When you smile, I see your witty eyes,
Glittering as stars in the skies
Your smile branded our long dreary life,
With bliss and turned, our home into a hive
But when you cry, and you always cry!
Why darling do you always cry?
I don't know why you cry?
Why do you often cry?
But any way, when you cry
Your beautiful pitch goes so high,
Then our grandma would leap quick and fast,
She could touch the sky, to cast, on you, her thinly arms
With her very loving heart,
and soothing you on her chest,
With all her caring art.
Oh, our lovely thing,
You lovely thing! !
Our lovely beautiful human being! !
Hadn't you shown up,
We could have ended our lives, on rocking chairs,
Recalling our old days by lazy fires,
With dismayed eyes, full of tears
Nodding, full with sleep,
And sometimes, may secretly weep,
Weep;
Weep our long passing days,
Creeping with hideous fear!
But my Dear
Oh, my very Dear!
You came into our life,
Like a morning breeze,
And washed our worries,
With the greatest ease.
You stealthily came to revive,
Our old dreams,
To reclaim our lost games
And enjoy life once again
With all our might
And regain, with all the joy
So, my boy, my Dear boy!
Would you let's show our gratefulness?
And let us express our heartily indebtedness?
For you have got us back to the morning light
To fight our last fight!