15 Shades Of Blue

The One with Old Body and Young Heart

Dear Granddad,

It has been raining heavily tonight and it is not until now that it stopped.

The sky is clearer than before and I have been counting stars and wondering which one are you.. one, two, three..... ten, I count and that completes all the fingers of both my hands.

I wish you were here so you had lend me your fingers like everytime and yet I would end being confused. I want to tell you how much the confusion has been easier than the clarity.

I remember you taught me writing alphabets on black slates with those white chalks.
The world has totally reversed ever since, words used to bring light to the dark then, now it's inking the dark over the white and there is no going-back. They stain forever. There is no way to just rub them off.

I miss the times of pink cotton candies these white slender ones are toxic and they hurt.

I miss being in safe hands and spun around without the fear of being lost.
I miss being held after running in circles so that I had not fall.

I have forgotten how to move, Will you lend my finger your wrinkled palms just one more time and teach me how to walk again?
It's been ten years

As much as I miss you, I am glad you are not here it would have made your blood boil how the world has grown crueler ever since.

I know this letter is never reaching you, so I am whispering it to the ears of the moon, You better be nearby and listen to him carefully.

I miss you and want to be in the land you are at right now. I am sure, it must be beautiful even if it's not, I know you might've made time to make it.

Please take me with you, my heart aches to speak of pure love and been spoken too.

Love,
Your Little Princess

~~♥~~
I miss my grandfather. He was my greatest blessing and he still guides me in life being the pole star in the sky.

~~♥~~

It is a very personal piece. I hope it's welcomed with as much love.🌼