She
When life was raging like a storm, My ray of hope, was She. When life was calm ,like a fairy's song, My only joy,was She. My truest friend, the best of guides, My World's Best Lady, was She. There was very little, that she didn't know, A guide to good life, was She. She lived a life, so noble, so pure, And yet so humble, was She. No one in the past, nor one in the future, Can live life, as did She. And when She died, alas the day, Life seemed so gloomy to me! For I did lose a precious one, A dear Grandmother, was She. - Tathheer Fathima M.