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My Grand ma
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Today the sky
full of floating cloud
reminds me
the days of my grand ma
my favorite story teller
a great discoverer
of mystic world
the painter of a painting
full of angels and ghost.
She always chose
a plot
from the outer world
that i love,believe
and tremble in fear.
The twinkling star of the night
also stunned
and listen her
the moon obey her command
and hide her face
to make me sleep
in her warm and secured lap.
The days are gone,
now i am waiting
my grand children
to listen me
and make me feel
the joy of life
and step forward
to be the brightest star
of the dark night
to glitter always
and show them
the path to achieve and
face hurdles and success.

by sarojini pattayat 27/04/2013





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