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My Grandfathers Bilum

Bilum is a type of woven bag in Papua New Guinea (PNG) ............................... How grandfather’s bilum, which Across my father’s bare chest, In a loving embrace slung. Like the Leleki baskets’ blest How while so pregnant swung. How dwelleth he my father in its rich Splendour till handing-over of its rest, Then over my clothed chest again sways. O this old bilum! like all other blest No longer is laden with in my days. For its treasures I search in earnest, That I may grandfather’s mind know. O this bilum is no longer pregnant! Along the way, maybe some time ago, How many treasures fade; this instant Till my sleep, I’ll summon eagerness To my modern soul strengthened to seek. Grandfather’s treasures may be hidden; Yet through a new eye must I ever peek For glimpses my days have forbidden. By: Jeffrey Febi 25 Oct 2010

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Date: 2/18/2016 1:58:00 AM
JEFFREY, Enjoyed the way you expressed every line. Please keep writing and sharing your poetry. LOVE LINDA
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Date: 11/30/2015 12:09:00 PM
Jeffrey, Enjoyed reading.... LUV **SKAT**
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Date: 2/25/2013 10:28:00 AM
A very warm welcome to PoetrySoup I offer to you Jeffrey. I wish for you the best in your writing endeavors whatever they may be. Hoping you find even more inspiration by reading some of the poetry written here by other poets. Thank you for sharing your writing with us and have a wonderful week. Love, Carol"
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Date: 2/14/2013 9:37:00 PM
Welcome my countryman! I am very glad to have you on poetrysoup. Mi psche up nau ya, wailo!
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