Neither am a Night Watchman in Cricket Match,
Nor a Goal keeper in soccer or football watch,
Remain as Daycare father or mother great,
Enjoy the visit as a Baby sitter or grandfather right..
Enjoy the dawn of morning see smiling face of toddler,
Feed him milk,formula,semi solid and fruit matter,
Get bitten by incisors erupt as six months old,
Pat and touch at back help him sleep as told.
Little deeds of kids remind us go,
Acts of love we showered and felt years ago,
When we too played ,learnt and troubled them as kids,
Parents were from of God who take care of us for all odds.
What is life without love we feel and remember and remain,
One between the man and woman in love which rarely remain,
The strong one among siblings and children of parents so dear,
The strongest being love of father and mother to children for ever.
Dress him warm with cloth and shining
Make him sit in high chair standing,
change bib or diaper and do wiping ,
Clean overflowing mouth of liquid after eating,
Support him stand amidst crawling ,sitting and climbing,
Cover the sleeping kid in crib with warm clothing,
Watch him steal and taste particles lying on ground ,
Pull him back while crawling behind grandma old ,
Moves around the island in kitchen and rooms around,
He pulls all electric power cable attached in wall good.
Fever or cold he faces with infection,
Medicines and care of parents found for perfection,
He joins us see TV programs when free in noon,
Dance of Jimikki kamal dance and others seen.
In guarded stroller we take him out,
Go to the Murdock park in and out,
Allow his father work throughout,
Assist us complete our daily workout.
This is the routine life of senior grandparents,
Who live in America as visitors and parents,
Of children who were kids sometime thus,
And bestow their children as gifts for us.
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Nor a Goal keeper in soccer or football watch,
Remain as Daycare father or mother great,
Enjoy the visit as a Baby sitter or grandfather right..
Enjoy the dawn of morning see smiling face of toddler,
Feed him milk,formula,semi solid and fruit matter,
Get bitten by incisors erupt as six months old,
Pat and touch at back help him sleep as told.
Little deeds of kids remind us go,
Acts of love we showered and felt years ago,
When we too played ,learnt and troubled them as kids,
Parents were from of God who take care of us for all odds.
What is life without love we feel and remember and remain,
One between the man and woman in love which rarely remain,
The strong one among siblings and children of parents so dear,
The strongest being love of father and mother to children for ever.
Dress him warm with cloth and shining
Make him sit in high chair standing,
change bib or diaper and do wiping ,
Clean overflowing mouth of liquid after eating,
Support him stand amidst crawling ,sitting and climbing,
Cover the sleeping kid in crib with warm clothing,
Watch him steal and taste particles lying on ground ,
Pull him back while crawling behind grandma old ,
Moves around the island in kitchen and rooms around,
He pulls all electric power cable attached in wall good.
Fever or cold he faces with infection,
Medicines and care of parents found for perfection,
He joins us see TV programs when free in noon,
Dance of Jimikki kamal dance and others seen.
In guarded stroller we take him out,
Go to the Murdock park in and out,
Allow his father work throughout,
Assist us complete our daily workout.
This is the routine life of senior grandparents,
Who live in America as visitors and parents,
Of children who were kids sometime thus,
And bestow their children as gifts for us.
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