One play ground’ was my grandfather’s lap,
a place, that was not seen in any world map.


when I sat to play in his lap, with effection,
he saw me and then, with love he started to tap.


Playing with his bear was my favourite hobby,
he loved me a lot as I was a loveliest baby.


His damp kisses gave me a feeling of warmth,
his prayers seemed to me precious like moby.


His smiley face still gives me hope and glee,
as his laughs still make me cares free.


He gave me a lot of money and time too,
but his love and affection is treasure for me.

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