Little Aaeeshanee
Appeared and said
Dadu, dadu, see it is
Mine and mine
When I remained silent
She crushed me in anger.
My dear, I said
You are my wealth
You are my future
My little mama
I used to called
Aaeeshanee and she
Stopped.
Cuckoo cried
Aaeeshanee heard
And followed cuckoo
In smile
It is spring I know
And smile again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It must be nice to be able to play with your grandchildren and watch them grow.