For grandfather’s soul

I miss that moment to kiss your hands,
Miss your odour and the crackle of your stick,
I was so sad as you went away.
You slept eternally with no pain.
The heart whipped and starved.
It was a word, ‘my grandfather’,
But it’s completely deleted from my life, both of my grandfathers
passed away.
To that world without any suffering.
I miss your blame when I commit mistakes,
I will never forget our memories, it will last in my heart.

Be happy in your place, sleep my sweet.
The tree will be standing as it is with no loss of its leaves, dear.

Haya Zed

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