To My Son Inlaw...Vinnie Poem by Arti Chopra

I always loved boys,
and having a daughter was fun,
God had given me one of each,
and then I acquired another son.

sweet of face, and good of heart,
a son inlaw like no other,
I treat him like another son,
I hope he'll treat me like his mother..

no formalities, no airs,
so down to earth is he,
this welcome addition is quite a gem,
in our happy family....

of course, to cement their union
I did play a prominent part, ,
the shy boy was gently shown,
the way to my daughters heart.

he was wooing her slowly, with just one rose
I said this is not the way....
just send her a basket of the reddest roses,
and the two magic words she'll say.

he followed my instructions hesitatingly
and soon the result was there...
the roses worked their magic...
and he acquired the maiden fair.

today they are happily married
with a bundle of joy, a girl,
to be grandparents, is a blessing
those lovely little eyes, and that curl.

we can, t have enough of her,
her chatter enchants us completely,
but so greedy are the grandparents
they ask for another so sweetly.

well if He wills it, it will happen
till then we bide our time,
meanwhile lets hope my son ties the knot
and we can hear the wedding bells chime.

So rich a mother am I,
two sons, good humans, and sweet.
this one is an ode to my son in law,
my sweetest dearest Vineet...

May God bless and keep him,
and grant his wishes all,
give him good health and happiness
keep his head high and tall.