Best Deathgrandmother Poems


My Grand Maa

my grand ma

How would I forget 
23th  the day my grand mother
Loose her breath
Suddenly call I get 
About my dear ones death
My sis said 
That my grand ma is dead
My ear stop to hear 
And my brain was in fear
I wish everything was wrong
But my grandmother had gone
She had said bye 
And tears came in our eye
We tend to cast
The beauty of her past
We may stop cry
But our tears will never dry
She will live in our heart 
Never a part
My grand ma was 
Best all from rest……..
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