A Walk With My Grand Daughter Poem by Jay P Narain

A Walk With My Grand Daughter



An unforgettable event,
going for a walk with my two year old grand daughter,
She rolls down the hilly sidewalk,
On her nimble feet with sheer joy and fun.

Oh what a joy to play in a water puddle,
the smiles and happiness beams on her face,
till mom reminds her of the time out,
she gets back on the track.

How pretty I look,
she asks after putting a few flower petals on her head,
When I take a picture of my pretty doll,
she wants to view it right away on my camera phone.

Next we come to a neighborhood pretty garden,
she runs to the rabbit statue in the corner of the garden,
she gives him a kiss and hopes he would come alive,
like the princess in the story Mom reads to her every night.

At the end of the walk, she runs up to the stop sign,
Points to the letter S painted on bright red background,
S means stop for her and motorist alike,
Now it is time to go uphill slowly for her and grandpa alike.

Tuesday, October 4, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: grandchild
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