I like to see the morning
With a cup of tea
In the smile of Aaeeshanee *
I like to see the flowers
That are there in the hands
Of Aaeeshanee in the evening.
The day is hard and I see
The night is also not soft
With my wife since last fifty.
Crossing of line is not so easy
And I am here seeing with you
That are with me and within me.
* Aaeeshanee - my grand daughter
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem