The Bride Was Welcomed Poem by Akhtar Jawad
The Bride Was Welcomed
Not in hurry, in short steps, one after another,
She said hello at every step to the changing weather,
Crossed the plains, crossed oceans, rivers and fountains
She crossed the deserts and crossed the mountains,
A tiring but a pleasant journey for a bouquet of colors,
Coming from Saint Johns, Newfound Land, ecstatic odors,
Finally she was there and welcomed with a bouquet of love,
My pretty granddaughter, my fairy, my sweet little dove!
The sun, the moon, and the galaxy of stars we jointly see,
Reflected happiness, I can feel and I can profoundly see!
Beautiful and happiness Sir JA JI SWEET BRIDE GOD BLESS HER
Beautiful and happiness Sir JA JI SWEET BRIDE GOD BLESS HER AND CONGRATS FOR NOW SOARING BOTH x/500 AND READING Sincere poet ye. JA JI ALL LOVE YE AND UR POETRY EXQUISITELY
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5/7/2024 4:07:58 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A very heartwarming write for a lovely and beautiful granddaughter. So lovingly and beautifully penned.