Grandparents Poem by smriti chhibber

When I close my eyes and move to fantasy
I see two people having a feeling of ecstasy
I see their face full of glow and gleam
So soft to stop a rushing stream
I see their eyes full of wisdom and innocence
I see their smile of hope and incandescence
I see their figure so mighty and strong
Like and idle building in thunder storm
I see their hair all white and grey
Their voice is enough to make my day
I feel their love that ends never
I wish they stay with me forever
The two people most close to my heart
From whom I can never ever afford to part
These are my great and one and only one
My grandparents