Fathmath Sana


The Sailor

He is a sailor,
but a handsome one.

He is a sailor,
but a taller one.

He is a sailor,
But a smart one.

He is a sailor,
but a braver one.

He is a sailor,
but a bolder one.

He is a sailor,
but an Maldivian one.

He is a sailor,
but has a mind of a young one even thoguh he's old.

And, he is a sailor,
but no one else but, my always loved grandfather!

Submitted: Thursday, April 09, 2009

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  • Shashendra Amalshan (7/10/2009 3:40:00 PM)

    wow this is a beautiful, cute, sweeet write indeed! ! ! ! this is nice Sana...
    hey how are you. havent heard from you recently>>....
    loved this one..

    with lots of love
    shan (Report) Reply

  • Kesav Easwaran (5/20/2009 10:38:00 AM)

    i am able to visualise your great sailor grandfather from this distance through your write, Sana...good work....10 (Report) Reply

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