Dear Grandma

The grey hair,
no matter how much hair colour,
I can still see the grey hair underneath the colours.

the wrinkle
at the lower sides of your eyes.

and the eyes filled with anticipation of my return
every time I leave.

Eyes filled with knowledge.
wisdom.

Answers,
to my yet unasked questions.

The old glasses that you use
to read letters from the loved ones.

your smile
when you see me walking in the room.
the unconditional love
shown in your eyes.

how do one put a price on this love.


Dear Grandpa

If I am just a fractal of who you are,
I consider myself happy.
cause there is no more than that.

nothing has more important meaning
than happiness.

And that is what you taught us,
all of your children.

you are like the moon
that shine the way
at the darkness of the night
for us lost ones.
and we are lost,
lost souls
without your wisdom.

answers,
to my yet unasked questions...



My dear grandparents.

you are so much more than that.
you are
what life wants the rest of us to become.
it's image who walks between us.

you past the knowledge and the wisdom,
unconditional.
just like the fruit,
that grows on the trees
for all living.

you are.
answers
to my yet unasked questions....