A Poem To My Grandmother Poem by Geet Asher

I never thought i would have a bigger mother,
in the form of my sweet grandmother,
as she lives life to the fullest knowing life could end at any minute.

Teaching me values that i will never forget,
and morals which i will follow step by step,
even after growing so old and always having that beautiful glow.

Since the day i was born she always cared for me,
pampering me and feeding me as her own son,
even if night became dawn and she was withering like a flower in the pond.

Now that she has taught me her values i will take care of her,
as she did for me because she to me is of indispensable value.

The day will come when god will take her from this place,
she will be missed by people known to her from this very place.

As her days come near she will be in my heart forever,
because i will always remember her as my sweet grandmother.