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My Grandmother

My Grandmother

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She is a lady of 59 years,

Whose complexion is very simple and fair,

Her some hairs have become white,

But her face is always as glowing as light.


She had given me the cozy sleep of mother's lap,

And feeling of secure father's hug,

But she is not my real mother,

Because she is my loving grandmother.


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