Grandparents-less
Had only one set,
Was their favourite pet,
Forty years they were the tradition’s baseline,
Now there is an emptiness unkind.
A lap that brought out warm giggles,
The hand to hold in so many zoo trips,
A stoic figure at the gate as sky begins to twinkle,
The eye that believed in you, even if you stumbled.
A pious man with a scientific temperament,
A caring man with strict management,
A quiet person follows through his intentions,
A self-made man who brought about clothing innovation.
An independent lady, who finished school in secrecy,
A fierce mother who made sick kid get normalcy,
A methodical woman who saved to buy a home,
An organized being who took care of many under a single dome.
The voice who taught me music and melody,
The hand that recreated many a divine impression,
The creator of sweets n’ snacks numbering infinity,
The person with quite a few friendly connections.
As a ninety-year-old love story come to an end,
I can only rethink the time spent,
While I hope their watchful eye keeps all ill wills at bay,
Making me feel a little less, grandparent-less, every day.
What a natural way of expressing the love & affection to the grand parents who are not here to appreciate the feeling of their grand daughter.Very aptly narrated by you. I fully give my appreciation to the blog. Dad
ReplyDeleteBeautifully said. The words brought tears in my eyes. A wonderful homage of a child to her grand parents.Mum
ReplyDeleteA poignant poem . Bringing back the qualities of your granddad and grand mom to life.I can connect with those qualities as they are my aunt and uncle too.
ReplyDeleteI have had the good fortune of being with my grandmothers only, as both my granddads had passed away before I was born. Your poem makes me recall their love.You were blessed with their company for a long while as they both loved to be in their nineties . They will still continue to bless and guide you from their divine abode . God bless you