Grandpa
I still
remember,
Grandpa
taking me by
the hand
and telling me tales;
in that
rickshaw that moved on
two weary
feet of an old man who
was so
strong; to run along the streets
of Colombo through dust, rain
and storms;
contributing
to the seeds of my learning, that was
to grow
into whatever I have given to life thus far; that
keeps me
motivated, pushing me forward, achieving, on and on.
Riyadh, Saudi Arabia, 2007
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