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Grandfather--The Live Memory
My grandfather is now eighty five
Forever i want him to stay alive
He is too old and has a flabby face
He is week and does not visit any place
Rheumy eyes and wrinkels on his hand
His legs are thin that they can't now stand
He uses a heavy stuck to move few steps
To bask the sun he sits on the doorsteps
I want to talk with him each and everyday
I want to stay with him but i cant stay
Busy with study and the paradox of life
Time passes away so i am busy in the life
Grandfather is alone and has no one to talk
He calls me everytime so that we can talk
He is a live memory who will fade away one day
God has no mercy cause he takes everyone awaay
If he dies one day yes i will go to see him
I know i will cry after seeing him
When he has left and he is flying
Now what is the purpose of such fake crying
When he was alive i never visited him
When he needed me i was not with him
The hectic life has indeed made us a busy body
We are busy untill the soul leaves our body
© Fallen-Bird
Forever i want him to stay alive
He is too old and has a flabby face
He is week and does not visit any place
Rheumy eyes and wrinkels on his hand
His legs are thin that they can't now stand
He uses a heavy stuck to move few steps
To bask the sun he sits on the doorsteps
I want to talk with him each and everyday
I want to stay with him but i cant stay
Busy with study and the paradox of life
Time passes away so i am busy in the life
Grandfather is alone and has no one to talk
He calls me everytime so that we can talk
He is a live memory who will fade away one day
God has no mercy cause he takes everyone awaay
If he dies one day yes i will go to see him
I know i will cry after seeing him
When he has left and he is flying
Now what is the purpose of such fake crying
When he was alive i never visited him
When he needed me i was not with him
The hectic life has indeed made us a busy body
We are busy untill the soul leaves our body
© Fallen-Bird
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