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My Grandmother
Serene and White as Snow
Gazing at the World with her undefiled eyes of purity
Shuts her pain swiftly Yet laughs when situation demands
Mirroring her heart through the watery eyes
Keeps ordering and adjusting her things with detailed sincerity
with no regrets .
Anticipating her life after death in the
Home of Lord !

Dreams with a genuine Hope .
Looks after her grandchildren with love
sharing the beats of her meal.
Like a Mother
Makes a House a Home .

The lines on her forehead vents the unpredictable ordeals of life !
Yet accepts them with a Welcoming Heart .

And silently does her duties draping the veil of Honesty .
In search of Unconditional Love .....
© Anusruti Saha