Grandfather

By Mansi Jani

In garden space,

Grandpa’s love, silent face,

Memories, we trace.

His light shines bright,

We remember, day and night,

Forever in our sight.

Kite flying festival,

He was an eternal guide,

In hearts, he abides.

Cricket’s joyous cries,

In defeat or victory,

His spirit soars high.

Trips plan on his map,

Dreams take shape, in his footsteps.

Cards shuffled, talks muffled.

Snacks for our happiness,

Each bite a treat to enjoy,

Grandfather’s care that none can decoy.

By Mansi Jani