granny

As i pay my tribute to githanjali.. i dedicate one of her poems to my granny written by githanjali..
The Heart of gold
Grannies are many
And many more there will be
But this Granny
I am talking about
Is none other than
My Bibi.

My granny is not
just mine
(though very much she's my own)
she's in no small measures too
yes, that's exactly, what she is
with a heart of gold and as large
As the ocean wide.

Sympathetic she is to the core
she'll deny herself a morsel
And feed u more
She is always there when needed
sunshine, rain or thunder
Whether it will cost her health
She little cares for that
just that moment all she cares
Is that you need her care.

If i am not much in pain
Its because....
She's on war path with HIM
Her prayers go hand in hand
with my grandpa's
Knock the doors of
Heaven above
And melt the heart of god.

I worship the ground
she walks on, and kiss her
with my eyes --- bless her soul!
She is the most adorable
cause, she's not just my grandma
she's the maker of my mother divine.

When she laughs
i like her best
for she has those moments rare
I pray to god and wish her well
for all the times to come
may god give her
tons of courage
to cover my form
With a touch -of-iron
In her heart of gold.