Granny's child

Granny's child

A Poem by Shasha

Her laughter makes my heart smile

Ah, Her funny giggles tickle me
Every time she looks at me.
My little girl standing, holding a laugh
Changing her tone like a bird's charming chirp.

Oh, my little laughing flower
Blossoming even in the gold autumn.

Warming the walls in the days of cold 
Firing the snow, to make it warm.

I don't know, what she finds so funny in this wrinkled face
Maybe the way it shrinks or the way it expands
Like a raisin kept in sun or in water
Or maybe, her wrinkles which she thinks
To own tomorrow. 

© 2017 Shasha

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I liked and I loved this poem. You create perfect place and situation. Laughter of a child. Make the heart dance. Thank you Shasha for sharing the excellent poetry.

Posted 12 Months Ago


11 Months Ago

Thank you very much!!!
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7 Months Ago

You are welcome Shasha.
This is an awesome message of joy! Your thrill is conveyed with much warmth & love. There's nothing in the world like another creature that makes one laugh & laugh & laugh. It could be a friend or a pet, but in your case, it's a g-kid! Love your use of unique details & imagination! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 Year Ago

Thank you Margie! You made my day with your words!
Shasha, have you written this? This is the best of all! Wow. I'm amazed to see how much you've grown as a writer. What a remarkably beautiful poem!
Keep writing!

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 Year Ago

Aw, thank you Soumya!!!! I am glad to hear that from you!

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Added on November 15, 2017
Last Updated on November 15, 2017
Tags: Grand daughter, love, childish, laugh, poetry



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