Friday, September 04, 2015

Death of a Grandfather

Our Grandfather, so precious
Away he went, and lonely he left us.
Leaving behind a void and memories,
Which in due time will just be stories.

Hale, healthy and hearty,
Enjoyed making us happy.
Full of experience, and well-learnt wisdom, 
Enough strength to steer his private kingdom. 

Natural remedies and medicine, 
Practical sense, more than we had ever seen.
A cure for every symptom, 
Kindness, more than the mind can fathom.

First to offer help in a crisis,
Not a single detail did he miss.
Guided us through the storms in our lives,
And basked in the sunshine of our smiles.

He is at peace.
But we can never be. 
For we shall always see
The memories in which he be.

We miss you Thaatha. Loving grandfather and wonderful father. 

5 comments:

Renu said...

Grandparents are special people in our life..happy to see you missing him..

P. Venugopal said...

they never die. they continue to live through you--you who pick up the fragrance and pass it on. it is an eternal succession of dawns that are in waiting...
lovely poem. he would have laughed reading it!

Bikramjit Singh Mann said...

My condolences ..

I miss mine so much..

Bikram's

~*. D E E P A .* ~ said...

Renu : Yes, they are!

Venu maash : Laughed .. eh? Ya, I can picture him reading and wrinkling !!

Bikram : :) I can imagine!

Bikram said...

Hello .. How are you .. I just came over to see how you were. you have not written for a long long time..

Take care

Bikram's