My Grandma
My Grandma
I fondly call her Aai
learning the lessons of Ikigai
Her wrinkled skin, soulful eyes it's brightness still intact
she is as beautiful as a hibiscus and that's the fact
She is like the magnificent moon
her blessings feel like God's boon
She is the flower spreading the fragrance of positivity and the nectar of knowledge
these things will never be taught at college
Despite facing difficulties
she is a gem in the family
She is religious and loves to pray
she has so many qualities and what to say
She is like the waterfall which gushes down all the negativity
like the flowing river we all pray for her longevity