A wrinkled face I still remember
Used to cook so good food
Even if we felt blue
She always managed to lift the mood.
Every evening, before the sun set
She used to take us to a walk
All the cousins, in a line
Like those ducklings behind the duck.
I don't remember much about her
But there was something about the smile
Every winter it was like a fire
And every summer, it was ice.
But five years ago suddenly one day
Without even glancing at us
She left us lonely and in tears
With a smile that still brightens the dusk.
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Hey guys! This was the short poem I was planning to write for so long. Though the purpose was to write for the poem challenge of a wattpad community, but due to some busy schedule I couldn't manage to upload it then. So now I thought it to upload it in my account.
If you guys like my writing please do check my other stuff. I really need feedback for my writing. I'll update something soon. So till then.
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RandomNo matter whosoever comes in your life, that old lady with grey hairs and excellent dishes for dinners is irreplaceable. Here's my first ever poem dedicated to my Granny (mum's mother) who is a real inspiration to me. Five years since she left all...
