A Lullaby For Tasha Poem by Unnikrishnan Sivasankara Menon
A Lullaby For Tasha
The light monsoon rain
sings a lullaby so sweet
Tasha falls into a slumber
and smiles in her dreams.
Note: Tasha is my granddaughter, just three months old, born in the furnace-hot Chennai, on her first ever visit to Kerala, The God's Own Country. And it was monsoon season here.
Thank you, dear beloved poet. To be a grandfather is being born again!
Congratulations dear Unni for becoming a grand father who can live long relishing on the smiles of the tender
Its really a lullaby, a prelude to all lullabies that are safe in the golden shelf of your heart
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5/5/2024 1:28:39 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Beautiful : ) Thanks for sharing x
Thank you Jayne. It is a pleasure reading your note
Grateful to, Jayne. It is a truly wonderful experience to be a grandparent