✒ Poesy #10

Hola Steemians! 👋
It's been a while since I haven't visited my blog.
We're all busy up to something in life. Hope you're all doing well.

I'm going to share to you my poem about our grandparents.

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❛Grandparents❜

A treasure in the family,
Like a gift of greatest price.
They are quite special,
For they make our world a little kinder and warm.

The attributes that tend to reflect the stage of life.
Those crinkle in the eyes,
A wide smile with some missing teeth,
Those silver hair shows your sagacity by the ages you lived by,
The wrinkles in your hands implies the tough obstacles you overcome.
The posture that once show
your firmness and resiliency;
Those arms that you can hold upon,
And a heart that is made up of gold.

They tend to share delightful stories,
With which you can truly listen off wonderfully;
Those priceless moments,
That create good lessons to reflect on.

Spoke those little good advices,
"Sometimes we choose the wrong choice to get to the right places."
A lesson that can be learn in a lifetime;
Reflects wisdom through years,
That grows with experience;
Put forth thy honor and respect,
For they knew the world better now and then.

They deserve our heartful gratitude,
Tender love and affection,
Worth to keep and cherished.
For they are the roots of generation that embark of what lies ahead.

*PS: I want to dedicate this short poem to my dearest Grandpa Nicholas 💜 *

That's my entry for now. Gracias. 😊
Dios te bendiga todo el tiempo. (God bless you all the time).🙏😇

Warm regards,

I.ntimate M.use💙