Mandolin Strums

A loving gesture

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Mandolin Strums

As you sing to me

Looking deeply into my eyes

Your smile is so sweet

I blush as you sing to me

I can see the love in your eyes

Happiness in your smile

You’re my Grandfather,

You’ll always be singing to me

When I close my eyes

Since you’ve died

All I can do is fantasize

Author's Note

My Grandparents used to sing to me all of the time, especially my Grandfather. He sang to me at the breakfast table, in the car, in the garden as I helped him. I loved it. I always remember watching his face as he sang to me. I remember the love and the joy that I saw from his eyes and face as he sang. It was beautiful. He played the mandolin too. It was very memorable for me. It's burned into my head, the sound of the mandolin and his voice.

Reviews

[Zachary_James]

Very good

[Arsenic Nemesis]

This is really, really sweet; I love it! Me and my grandparents... meh. Never knew two of 'em, granddad died a while back and I'm convinced that my nana doesn't like me cause my mam is the successful one of her children when, by the sounds of things she wasn't keen on her XD; having said this, though, I love my nana, even if she hates me, XD. This is really cute, and the picture you used is too, love it, keep up the good work!~

[Robin]

I have very few memories of my grandparents , they ones I have are cherished ..

[Moflo]

This is great. There is always a still shot memory of someone you will never forget and it becomes their essence after they pass. You portrayed it perfectly, really great work.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

You’re my Grandfather,

You’ll always be singing to me

When I close my eyes

Is is those memories we keep in our hearts that keep loved ones alive in our world. A really touching poem.

[Jibey]

Precious memories...