"GRANDMOTHER HAND "
Beyond the every children
There is always a grandmother hand
Who shares the story at night
And always solve the siblings fight
With her hand I grow
She is pretty as a flower
Her face glow like moon
She Plays with us at noon
She laugh and sing ,a grandchild we see
Time with us simply just be,
Her smile is always a treasure
Her company would be my pleasure
Grandmother love, gentle and true
In her guidance,I find strength new .
Day will pass she will go away
Her memories will remember me everyday....
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