2010-07-28
Grandma

At midday, when it’s too hot,

she spreads out her coat to give me shade.

No games for me underneath.

I sit in the sun, getting brown.

          Grandma!

          That’s my Grandma!

Walking along the roads,

she sweeps the fallen snow.

The children are all sliding about,

she gets rid of the snow lying around.

          Grandma!

          That’s my Grandma!

Watching the little boys, thin as leather belts,

against the blue screen of evening,

how many dumplings should she take

to those poor dears, whoever they are?

          Grandma!

          That’s my grandma!

Бичсэн: Жамбын Дашдондог | цаг: 16:18 | My works in English
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