Our First Nanny, Precious Granny

By Ira Mukherjee

MOMS, what can say about them

Every time I think of mine I get overwhelmed

But the best are the mothers of our mothers

They are sweeter than your high school lover

And lets not talk about all our that they cover

Their secret recipes are the hardest to uncover they

They are the best lullaby singers

And make the worlds best ladyfingers

No matter how hard we tried

they always figured out that we lied

they are the only ones who can scold our parents

they give the worlds best presents

the only thing that can knock down the grief of our unfulfilled wishes

is their tasty handmade dishes

their soft handmade sweaters is our favourite thing to wear

they can never see our eyes with a single tear

they never let your confidence fall

and make you feel like a pretty little doll

they are the ones that we reach when we have wishes to make

but the best one is “granny bake me a cake”.

By Ira Mukherjee