By H.Yashnashree
I admire you the most.
But not the least.
But to the core.
Maybe more and more.
You are always on my side.
And your heart is open and wide.
You are my lord.
But not even in a word.
You are wise and love to sing.
Like a caring bird under wing.
You always try stuff.
And you don’t give up and make a fuss
You don’t even give up a single hope.
And not like a dope.
Your class is so good.
And you maintain every class under your hood.
You had a trip and went to Bombay.
But there is more than you think where there is a way.
Where you write the lovely hearted poems which comes from your mind.
The raise of your words, the sunshine through it which makes us blind.
Makes me happy to think ho
w wonderful it is to have a grand mom such like you.
By H.Yashnashree
Eager to see your more writups.