Grama and Grandpa




Walking together holding each other’s hand
And sitting on the bench close to their home at the park.
Memory brought so much discussing past and present
Their ups and down; smooth and rough road voyaged together
All in all a joyful recollections

Grandma called Grandpa Dear
And Grandpa called Grandma Darling
The conversation initiated between the two loved ones

Dear yes Darling
Do you remember our wedding day?
Yes, you were a King of a day and I was a Queen
Both giggled as if they were tickled

You had sparkling eyes
And holding lilies in your soft hand
That was when I snatched your heart
You were fifteen I was eighteen

Since then we walked smooth road lived marabous life
We are not hiding the rough road as well
Mornings were warm and sweet as morning sun
And now the evening is chilly and rough to travel on garbles

Indeed for keeping us sound; we grant gratitude to God
Both head down with gratefulness
Again, what is in your mind Darling? Both smiling
What we will be having for dinner?
I too was thinking that

We should only worry for our daily bread
We had it all well in the past
Now time to rest both in concurrence



About this poem

When I first married, I taught I would be blessed like my grandmother and grandfather, who lived in the country side. As a child, I used to visit them with my mother who were very loving, respectful and thoughtful. Then time was different, divorce was not in their vocabulary. That was one of sweet memory of my childhood. The following verse not exactly representing my real grandparents, but their situation was exactly resembling. Since my writing is based on true story, this is as well in their remembrance. I hope my children and grandchildren would be blessed with long lasting marriage; and to share the sweetness and sourness of life together that is all about the meaning of "I Do!" 

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Submitted by yeshigemaneh on December 31, 2021

Modified on April 01, 2023

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Quick analysis:

Scheme AXXBC XDC DXEX XAXE XXXX XCDBX XXX
Closest metre Iambic pentameter
Characters 1,148
Words 227
Stanzas 7
Stanza Lengths 5, 3, 4, 4, 4, 5, 3

Yeshiembet/Yeshi Gemaneh

I was born and raised in Eastern parts of Ethiopia in the city of Harar, I was attended elementary and secondary school in Haile Selassie Day School in Addis Ababa. I remember when I was in grade 7, I won a prize for being the best student - a book "Alice in Wonderland," from Emperor Haile Selassie, King of Ethiopia. From High School, I was rewarded scholarship for higher education on City Administration, and Social Studies in the cities of Luneburg, Aachen and Dusseldorf, West Germany. I had also a humble opportunity of learning Western culture, German language and associated closely with hard working German people. My fascination and love for poems goes many years back, when I was in grade 7, one day our English teacher read, "Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star ...," since then I wanted to write poems. In 1995 I had an opportunity to join, The International Library of Poetry. Since then I expressed on variety of topics or titles; I call it my ABC poems. I see my life experience as my greatest teacher, and I love to share what I have had acquired over many years with others, however, every day I am a learner. It is my strong belief and philosophy, if a person has interest and willpower can achieve his goal. As a child, my important figure was my mother. She taught me the Ethiopian alphabets, and love of family and surroundings that helped me to see many things positively. Unfortunately, despite my wonderful childhood experience and growth; I encountered many ups and down of life journey that too taught me a lesson. Now, I am in my senior years being old is wisdom. There is a saying, "quitters are losers," and I don't want that to apply on me. more…

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