Grandparents at home
It is matter of joy
For children to enjoy
And see grand parents
N home at present
Sweet memory rushes
And pushes
All scenes before eyes
With tears of happiness
I know vividly
About their being funny
They will pick me up
And show long stick
I was never scared
But always dared
To climb on their shoulders
And make them to offer me sweets
I am moved with attachment
With heavy heart and heir love at present
They are same as they were before
I simply love them and adore
It is heartening always
To have such people in journey way
Life provides us so much
But grinds at home is loved so much
It is heartening always To have such people in journey way Life provides us so much But grinds at home is loved so much
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I would like to translate this poem
Jennifer Bolling-Johnson Thank you that is sooo beautiful and touching! ! ! ! ! ! 💕💕💕 Unlike · Reply · 1 · 11 mins