By Nadeera Dickwella

When I cried you consoled me.

When I was angry

You calmed me down.

When I was mischievous

You tolerated me.

When I grew old

Mighty and big,

When I was able and ready

To look after you,

You had already gone.

Gone to a place that is unknown.

Leaving fond memories of

Your kindness,

And what you taught me.

Your scent is still in my memory

My dearest Grandma,

The second mother to me.

Your love is eternal

For I cherish every day.