With an obligate I opened drawer
I knew what I wanted , a crate.
Enveloped with the layers of dust it was
I smeared over with care so as to
sanctify it with an eulogy and love
That she blessed me with!
A pair of luster gold bangles
Grandma gave them to me ages back
They still have the same resplendence
As fresh as that day in my memory
My eyes are wet and heart ecstatic
For, now it's my turn to keep our ethic
I'll consign them to my granddaughter
Before I bid an adieu to the beautiful bride
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Oh how nice :) Generation to generation, the antiques pass. I know that tradition. I don't have any, but I know of it :) Nicely written Sims.
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DeleteThank you, Dearo
I am glad you participating in this challenge ... a treat from you daily :D
ReplyDeleteSo sweet!! :D
DeleteGeneration to generation..you should've posted the pic of it as well. Liked it so much :)
ReplyDeleteThank you, Sarav :-)
Deletebeautifully written tradition Simran! i like the pic. as well!
ReplyDeleteGlad you find it beautiful, Hope :)
DeleteYes, I too like it... thanks dear
Very nice.
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Thanks, Heather :)
Delete..beautifully written Simran..yes..generation to generation the antiques pass. the golden bangles depicts values,traditions,womanhood...it is a treasure trove that you inherited from ur grandmother..
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Glad to have you here, Rigzin.
DeleteThank you so much. Happy writing to you as well :)
beautifully writen...soo touched simran
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