Traditional earrings of Haryana |
My granddaughter amused seeing a boy on tree in the park |
practicing yoga in the morning hours |
My grand daughter |
her baby on trycycle |
again in the park at 9:PM |
"My granddaughter, Rehana with playing mates at park,
she is in constant motion, reveling in repeating
every
word she hears,
laughing at nearly everything I say,
funny or not,
and
running far too fast for the tiny legs that propel her.
I picked up where i left off when she went away.
Every park is a
stage for Rehana
and me to play her game of the princess who confers super
powers to others.
Every walk is a chance for me to savor the simple
pleasure of
holding
Rehana’s hand. What can I teach her?
That
her talent and energy are
limitless.
That she should
always believe
in herself and always know
I believe in her. What can she teach
me?
How much one person can love another."
our dinning area |
No comments:
Post a Comment