My Grandmother
Hello grandma
Your remnants lie there
Under the layers of earth
Do you remember?
The good old days
When you had grand kids
All over you
On your shoulder
On your lap
On your legs
And surrounding you
And with bulging eyes and open mouth
Listening to those ghost stories.
Your fingers
Used to be covered with wrinkled skin
Brushing away dust from my forehead
With the ends of your sari
They touched my forehead
When I knelt and touched your feet
To bless me to do excel in school
Your short tiny legs
Padded with aged flesh
Was the sleeping bag for me
To lie down after the school
And hear the stories of long gone days
The skull
That looks so scary today
Was beaming with smile
At my successes at school
Or to look at me
With a million to one smile
When I come home
To curl up beside you night after night
To share the warmth of your heart and mind.
Where did you go?
Leaving behind your cage
That slowly becomes a part of the mother earth?
((*.*))
November 25, 2002
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