She was so generous, she was so tender.
She had such a big heart, no wonder.
Times ago I used to rest in her lap.
Now I know I can never feel the same.
She loved me so much,
Her love overflowed.
With a magnanimous soul,
I was endowed.
She was full of wisdom.
She was full of life.
Was a vivacious soul,
Where beauty thrive.
We loved her a lot.
We were one family.
Still she left us,
Leaving us in melancholy.
We miss her so much,
Knowing she will never return.
She will live in our heart,
Till our heart burn.
She was my grandma,
My dadi,
My amma.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
pleasing, sentimental, marvelous, finest and sweetest poem in the memory of dadi maa.i miss my nani maa tooooo.