the day you were born
u were always adorn
the day you smiled
it was captured in Gods file
the day you said no
must be the day of sorrow
like pearl are your eyes
the moment I see them
my sadness flies
its like a feather in ones cap for having a grandma like u
bacause in this world there are only a few
molshree sharma
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