He Gave Her a Book

It has been staying with us under the same roof In the down rack of the wardrobe, lying aloof Unnoticed even by granny and quite obscure But with due prominence, kept with proper secure One day, I wanted to remove the damaged ones. Among the huge piles of tattered books weighing tons, An untitled spiral book caught my attention. I pulled it from the heap but with no intention. Slowly I read a few lines from the crumpled pages. Matured thoughts with marvelous poetic phrases Those poems were written by my late grandfather, Unfolding his infinite love to grandmother Ameliorated the dog eared pages discreetly, Named it ‘My Nostalgic Memories’ and neatly Enveloped in a silver foiled attractive case, My best gift ever, given to granny with grace. He Gave Her A Book Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Mystic Rose Rose Syllable Count: PS Date: 19-05-2021.