In just a few days
A holy month will start
We are separated by many ways
And miss a billion part
To my grandparents
That I never got to see the most of you
I would like to ask how're you?
You have never saw me before
But you guys, I adore
To my first grand pa that I carry his name
Be proud to know that I got your temper and fame
To my grand ma that raised my old man
Be proud to know that I'm one of your biggest fan
To my second grandpa the father of my queen
Be proud to know that I got your talent and your artsy theme
I only know you guys from the tales that my folks says
I pray to you every time in my prayers
I wish
Oh how I wish that you have at least knew my name
My fortune made me the youngest
I came after you couldn't stay
But I feel you within me
I feel that you would support me in my journey
I wish you could have stayed much longer
You make me stronger
Thanks
I wish that I will meet you in heaven
And chat together
enjoying the pleasant
But enough of the rant
May you 3 rest in peace
And I will move on with my heart beats
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Beyond The World.
PoetryBeyond the noise of the world there's a stairway leading to the basement of a fantastic world.