Her calm, sweet, smile never slipped a second for me
Her presence, as soothing as the shade of a tree
Her lullaby, that magical tune
With fairy touch, sleep was sewn.
Her memories, even precious than gold
Those feeble hands, again I want to hold.
So close, yet so far are you
How i say how much i miss you
She had a fragrance of her own, so dear to me
Oh! Dadi*! How can I forget thee!
*Dadi - Grandmother
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