My grandfather suffered from a brain stroke on the 6th of October, 2002. It took away his speech, and left him paralyzed on the right side of his body. This is for him.
His fingers clenched around my wrist,
he held me tight,
a quiet look of desperation,
I trembled at that sight.
His eyes so still,
pleading to me in exasperation,
the worried smile,
I cursed my incomprehension.
I relived that old night,
had it struck again?
without those words he had long lost,
I could almost feel the pain.
The sudden relax,
his grip lost my hand,
he responded to my excited worry,
on my feet I could again stand!
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read ur blog aftr a long long time....likd d poem... is it really ur wrk... impressive 2 say d least...
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