To My Grandmother Poem by delalorm fiaka

Xylophone melody
Gramophone memory
Homophone vocabulary
With a heart streaming with bliss I reminisce the soothing sound of your lullabies..

Strong thuds pulmonary
Wrong studs infirmary
Long hugs centenary
You have gripped and groaned with me through loose knots and gruesome ties...

Akpe na wo gratitude
In all directions latitude
Your greatness abounds magnitude
You pruned my ways, honed my tentacles and taught me to sting it back to life when my hope dies...

I will forever be indebted to you...
For your lullabies......that sparked my slumber from trouble
For your grip.. that held me through gruesome ties..
For your words that taught me that hope never dies...