For My Beloved Grandpa
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I wrote this poem after the death of my beloved Grandpa ...
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I wrote this poem after the death of my beloved Grandpa. A wonderful man who gave me everything, but most of all, he gave me love. In this poem, there is a constant, immense, deep longing for my Grandpa. I would like to know the answers to all these questions. I hope that we will meet again …
I fear that translating this poem into English will not convey the value and sentiment of the language in which I wrote it. Nevertheless, I am including its translation.
Where are you today? Can you hear me?
Where you are, can you see me?
Are you feeling well there now?
Is there anything you need?
Are you safe there?
Do you not go anywhere alone?
Are you already wearing white wings?
Will you stay there forever?
Where are you today? How are you?
Will you wait for me in heaven?
Grandpa, will we meet?
Will we sit and talk?
And will we laugh again!
Because our meeting will be the reason…