Dear Grandpa

Dear Grandpa

A Poem by The Outlaws' Song
"

For my guardian angel...i miss you..

"

 

Dear grandpa,

One day I went looking for you,

But everything around me

Seemed to keep your secret

Please, grandpa, share it with me and tell me:

Are you a cloud…,…or a leaf…,…or a mountain?

 

Dear grandpa,

One night I left my home to look for you,

But the dark outside rendered my way difficult.

And the trees' shade hid you so well that I couldn't find you

So, dear loved grandpa, please tell me:

Are you a wave…,…or a root…,…or a star?

 

Dear grandpa,

 

One summer I left my friends to look for you

But the burning sun blinded my eyes

It dried my skin and stifled me with its heat.

So, grandpa, I beg you please tell me this:

Are you a bug…,…or a flower…,… or a fly?

 

 

Dear grandpa,

 

One winter I left my family to look for you,

But the wind pushed me aside my way

And the coolness broke me to pieces

So, grandpa, have mercy and tell me:

Are you a rain drop…,… or a snow flake…,… or a thunder?

 

 

Dear grandpa,

 

When there was no place left to search,

I thought to look for you among the animals

But I didn't know where to look firstly:

In the boundless heights of the sky,

In the dangerous caches of the jungle,

Or in the mysterious depths of the sea.

So, I'd like you so much to tell me:

Are you an eagle…,… or a tiger…,… or a shark?

 

 

 

Dear grandpa,

 

One spring night found me thinking of you

And lost In memories, staring to the moon

I wondered:

Grandpa of my heart

Are you a timid ray…,…or a tiny shadow…,…or a tired ghost?

 

 

Dear grandpa,

 

Surprisingly, after many restless nights, I fell asleep

And when the old Sandman sent me to the land of dreams

I asked you more ardently than ever

Dear loved grandpa

Are you the echo of my voice…,…or the sadness in my cries…,…or the fear in my eyes?

 

 

But, dear grandpa,

 

When I woke up I realized that you're the angel on my shoulder

For you're my dearest memory

And no matter what else you may be

You will always be beside me.

There's no need to go that far looking for you

Because you are in here, deep down inside my heart.

© 2008 The Outlaws' Song


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Well. I could highlight my favorite stanzas, but then I would highlight your entire poem, indeed this is very touching and beautiful and priceless and everything rain mentioned is true. Absolutely lovely.

And thank you, Rain for sending it my way....

Posted 16 Years Ago


5 of 5 people found this review constructive.



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100 daisies for you my dear! this was fantastic!! Yes he is in your heart and will live there forever! Thank you for sharing this!

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is an incredibly well-written piece. Everyone needs an angel in their life like this. I was truly and deeply touched reading your lines. What a lovely tribute to a great man.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I've been feeling odd all day, a rather grey day when all I've done is fix a puncture on my bike. I read your poem ydy but was not focused on it. I've just read it again...I can't remember either grandfather clearly, sadly. And at the end I thought, nope, I've never been aware of having a guardian angel...and I have no idea what is in my heart, if anything. These may sound like terrible admissions, but they are my honest reaction. Is something wrong with me, I then wonder? We are all different. But to react this way to such a well intended and positive poem does leave me wondering about myself. So, if poetry works if it makes us question something or ourselves, your poem works. Perhaps I am punctured in some way and do not know it. Still, i fixed the bike and is a human much different from a bike?

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Thank you for sending this on. It reminded me that sometimes the very things we are looking for so earnestly are right under our noses!!! Thanks Rain,

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Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lovely, wise poem {{}}

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Your work lies on another deeper level. It floats on a leaf, yet it sings of Creation itself. Such beauty. I really liked this piece. I look forward to reading more.

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

A touching write. This is such a moving piece. A loved one will always remain in ones heart no matter where they are. Thank you for sending this may way!


Posted 16 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.

Your poem shines so brightly. Such love beams from every word. You are so gifted!

Posted 16 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.

This is really beautiful! Thanks so much to Rain for sharing it with me. And thank you so much for sharing it with us all at the cafe!

Posted 16 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.

I do believe any truly creative being has something that rest at the very core of their being that drives them and if they do not listen it would eventually cause them to go mad. You seem to listen to this part of yourself wonderfully some would call it a muse but I call it survival. We write because we have to release things from ourselves that is such powerful driving force if we did not I am not exactly sure what might end up happening. I say cheers to listening to yours and never become silent that in itself is worst than death.


Well Done!!!!!

Posted 16 Years Ago


4 of 4 people found this review constructive.


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Somewhere over the rainbow...Bucharest, Romania



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I was born on the25th of May,1988-a sunny spring day meant to bring joy and happiness in my family. I grew up in Romania, took piano classes from the age of 7 to the age of 14. I wrote the first poem .. more..

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