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Miss you, Gran pa

Poetry By: Basilia
Memoir



A girl sits in a park where she used to spend her evening times with her grand father.But her grandfather is no more ,she still visits the park to recollect all those memories


Submitted:Jan 11, 2012    Reads: 118    Comments: 10    Likes: 3   


Miss You Grand pa

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Evening in the park, touches me the cool breeze

Just in a wink bringing back all the memories

Sitting on that same bench which we used to

I'm missing you badly grand pa yes, I do

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Things changed with time, even the little plant

Which you planted then, is now a huge tree ,slant

It is showing gratitude towards you

On this bench, it sheds leaves green few

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Once our favourite bench now creaks

Those little birds now peck the trees with long beaks

I still miss our daily evening walk

Resting on this same bench we used to talk

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Grand pa..I miss you very badly

I'm sitting on that same bench, weeping like your little girl sadly

- Basilia





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