In the clothes line hangs my Dadi's sari,
It is blue with red border and has golden zari.
The sunshine makes the sari dance and leap.
With a whiff and a breeze it falls off the line into a big heap.
With little gentle steps I go and pick it up,
While I tie it around me I hear my Ma scream --stop ! stop !
My rolly polly Dadi comes to my rescue,
"When you get married this sari will be a gift from me to you."
"But Dadi I love your golden Bandhej too."
"Do not worry I will also keep that just for you."
Benarasi, Dharmavaram, Gadhwal and Baluchari,
Dadi says they are all for me.
"But Dadi I need a boy to get married to."
"Don't worry we will find a handsome young prince, just like your Dadu."
this is beautiful sharmishtha. you should illustrate these too. Vatsala
ReplyDeleteYIPEEEE !!! you are the 1st follower of my blog, please pass it on to your friends who love kids, I want little kids to read my poems.
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Maa'm, you are the best teacher....you are the only teacher who loved both gals and boys.....you are the favorite maam in the whole world...my world. Please do write some for boys like 'dadu ki Tie' ...... Lots of Love, Devansh Dev
Deleteofcourse Devansh I will write something for boys now , thank you for your lovely comments , you can pass on my blog to your friends if they like to read simple poems . Love you and your mom too.
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