My grandma

My grandma is a nice old lady,
She keeps herself vey bussy,
She wears colourful saries
And a spectacle on her nose,
Every evening she walks in the park,
But come home when it is dark
She helps in my studies,
At bed time tell good stories,
Grandma teaches things that are right,
I love, respect and bow to her feet.

(c) Hemant Kumar Dubey