My Grandpa

I remember those days,

When my grandfather was alive,

I wish he was still alive…

He was always caring about me,

I didn’t know someone,

Someone that was kinder than he,

When I walk in the forest near our house,

My brain creates an image of my grandpa.

He was like a mother bird that cares about her babies,

He was buying me lots of toys like a cheerful bird father,

He taught me many things,

Things that help me to this day.

He was a calm and positive person,

Like a stream in the forest,

Like the calm river that helps to find the way,

He was opening the world for me,

Like for the first time flying in the world.