MY STRENGTH

The early days of crying wish

Through the lonely times in days like this

There came the heart with care, angel was this

So much my grandma, her so much I miss

She was there for me for every time

She taught me stories, taught me how to rhyme

Every time she fed me her sumptuous meals

I stayed awake, for any heart she could heal

I miss her voice through her empty room

I miss her everyday, I feel so gloom

My gorgeous boon my wishful hope

My grandma, I miss you, My dear I miss you so !

----ANANTH V

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