Missing Grandchildren
A Akhtar Jawad
0
Altın Yaprak
So it's your day,
but you are away,
and I m alone,
I miss you my grandchildren,
I miss your command to leave my desktop,
as you want yo play a game on it,
and you want to read kids' poems on it.
I am missing your naught,
everything is at it's place,
my glasses are here,
my pen is here,
my books are here,
my wife is with me,
what should I look for,
how to kill the time!
the only missing thing
are you sweet hearts!
Bu şiiri puanla
Henüz puan verilmemiş