Love for a Grandma

Down the neighborhood is someone very special
Titled fondly grandma -the root to the family
Who bore your mother or father when you were nil
And yet still lived to love you more in times
Than your own parents, brothers and sisters.

Grandma, is the one that cut your umbilical cord
While in a haste to pronounce you a boy or girl
With a deep heart's love all over her self
And an unending smile, she pats your back
Ready to send you in this world of struggle.

With your first cry, she knows who you are
She kisses and blesses you for a life long journey
Praying that you will be luckier than all the family
And in her, she held onto a special prayer for you
Confined within the family over ages of time.

O my grandma! O my grandma! O my grandma!
Please accept my token of few lines to you
In appreciation for all your love, kindness and favors
And may the Almighty God reward you for all things
Till we see! Till we see! Till we see!

By Yero Jallow, USA





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yj

There is no god but Allah and Muhammad is His messenger.

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