You were born as revival of my wonderful days,
Secured in my arms just a few months old,
I remember all, your smiles on your naughty acts,
You were a diamond precious than silver and gold,
Running your fingers on the key board of my computer,
A fairy, watching videos of the beautiful fairy lands
I remember all, your tears when you broke a costly glass
Your smiles when I put another one in your hands.
As a flower she sprung, as a pearl in the shell,
Like the clouds she rose, like the rains she fell,
My heart, my brain and my soul, captured all
In my house she installed a musical call bell!
Here comes a dancing fairy and it's a paradise now
The springs that were tied to her welcome feet
And then bloomed many colourful and fragrant flowers
The fairy in the ocean of life now leads a fleet.
May it be me, may it be someone else but you are destined,
There will be always someone to replace the broken glasses,
You are born to smile, to make the entire well-wishers smile,
Fly carefree in the skies, sweetheart you have mighty wings!
Wow! Beautifully creative and stunning imagery in a great tribute to your beautiful granddaughter that is so uplifting and the special magic of her beauty, grace and joy! !
so beautifully express your feelings about your grand-daughter, a beautiful relation, MA SHAA ALLAH.be happy, be blessed
SIR UR THE LUCKIEST GRAND PA TO HAVE SUCH A LOVELY GRAND DAUGHTER KEEP REPLACING ALL BROKEN GLASSES SHE WILL BRING MORE MUSICULAR BELL RINGS THEY WILL CALL YOU AS YOU SING A CHICKENS BONE IN YOUR MOUTH DENTURE-LESS HOPEFULLY FILL YOU BELLY WITH SOFTER MEATS KEEMA SHOULD DO JA JABH FOR YOU
As a flower she sprung, as a pearl in the shell/Like the clouds she rose, like the rains she fell/My heart, my brain and my soul, captured all/In my house she installed a musical call bell! ....lovely expression! The photograph speaks a lot about a happy family where your loving granddaughter is the focus!
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What a beautiful and heartfelt tribute to a lovely granddaughter. Grandchildren are the crowns of grandparents. Yes, your beautiful granddaughter is more precious than silver and.gold. A.very uplifting and.inspiring write. You are blessed, Sir Akhtar, you got a beautiful and loving family.