Her complexion is already fair and she doesn't need any mustard paste,
Her palm is already pink and she doesn't need the myrtle colors,
Her simplicity is itself a charm so what if she will not be made a bride,
Still there will be tears in my eyes when the flower leaves behind odors,
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LET HER WAIT ANOTHER YEAR CANADA'S FLIGHTS ARE NOT YET CLEAR LET HER BE VACCINATED FIRST BUT HOPE IT WON'T TAKE YEARS> > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > ..
the bride metaphor encloses a significant message..lovely your innovative approach
What a lovely and touching poem for a wonderful couple. The care and love of a grandparent has been beautifully conveyed in this marvelous poem. Blessed are those who still have grandparents who can give great advice in life. Blessed are those grandparents who were able to see their grandchildren and witness how they start a life of their own. A wonderful poem so lovingly penned.
A blossom of flower of love on the tender branch of tree of life. Congratulations.
A beautiful farewell gift to your grand daughter suffused with your love and blessings as she proceeds to her husband's place in a distant land.