THE POEMS WHICH TELL A STORY

THE GRATITUDE LOVER Gratitude and love  A perfect blend Are the ingredients of my grandmother Whom I love to no end!   She is 65  But doesn’t seem her age Cause my granny relives her childhood With me at every stage   She plays games And narrates stories Cooks for me  My favorite desserts and savories   She doesn’t look her age Not even a bit Amongst aunties so old She is absolutely fit   She loves me the most And takes me to the mall Buys me everything That I need or recall.   My tantrums are many And she can handle them If she is the flower Then I am the stem   She’s sweet like sugar And tangy like a lemon I am not calling her lemonade But that’s an awesome combination.   She’s a business tycoon And soft like butter But when she’s with me Her eyelashes flutter!   My granny is the best and like no other I try to keep her away Even from my brother! -Ananmay Agarwal

What a Surprise!   I received many gifts on my birthday  And loved them all  But one of them  Gave me a shock   A packet of fragrance  and colors so dark It made me sad  it dulled my spark   Whoever gives A thing of this sort! Perhaps hasn’t put in The correct thought   I was bewildered  Who would give such a thing to a child?   Made me feel bad It made me wild!   I didn’t even know what it was  So I went up to my mom and asked  “What is this boring toy?” “It’s potpourri, my boy”   Perhaps I could have got something better Maybe a t shirt or a sweater I didn’t use it; I kept it a side  I gave it to my aunt and played with toys I liked     By Ananmay Agarwal