We used to walk, And long talks, While eating, Or while having a drink. Whenever he asked any work, I used to wink. My mother’s father, Was a nice friend of mine. We used to spend Great time. We watched movies together, Long discussions about the actors. But long ago he passed, His phone is…
We used to walk,
And long talks,
While eating,
Or while having a drink.
Whenever he asked any work,
I used to wink.
My mother’s father,
Was a nice friend of mine.
We used to spend
Great time.
We watched movies together,
Long discussions about the actors.
But long ago he passed,
His phone is switched off.
Sometimes i wish to talk,
But the phones don’t work.
May be this is the reality
All those who left us
Create such a vacuum
That no one can fill….
[…] His phone is off….. […]
Such a moving poem.
I feel everyone can identify with your loss.
Yes last night I missed him a lot
I’m so sorry for your loss, keep him alive in your memories. 🙂
Yes his blessings are always with us
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