MY GRANDMOTHER AT NINETY My grandmother at ninety . Has glamour of her wrinkled old face . Had so much of fun and craze . Always embraced , everyone . Knew how to refresh , Our minds and souls . Makes me smile instead of frown . She fertiles our deeds , Motivates us in our way . My grandmother at ninety , Knows gender equality . Tells everyone " My grandson and granddaughter has equal ability " . She didn't study in school . Still so cool !! Better than educated fools . Me and my grandma , always get along . We sing ,we dance , We click selfies . And do all freaky activities . Her words are thread , that binded us together . My grandma is my friend . My roommate ,my wallmate . I'll cherish these memories , And all things we share . I fear , Of losing my grandma Ahhh!! It brings pain . - Shabnam Hafiz poem on my grandma #Dosti
