My Grandma was a wonderful woman <br />For her wit genuine <br />She was embodiment of grace <br />That we find now-a-days scarce <br />When parents were away <br />She looked after me with great care <br />Hell a lot of work she had at home <br />She used to leave me in my cousin’s care <br />When she had to go to the local market <br />One day she told: look, what have I brought… <br />I have brought an ice cream! <br />Alas! It ended up in my scream <br />For only stick was left with!<br /><br />premji premji<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/092-grandma-s-ice-cream/
