Making sand castles
Playing aimlessly on the beach
His eyes twinkled
At the sight of an old Zaftig .
His memory shifted to his house
At countryside
Where a similar woman
Smiles and adores him
Bakes delicious cookies
And surprise him with candy
On her lap he sleeps while reading
She gently cleans his drools
Her bosom fills with pride
He is a Xerox of his grandfather.
His castle tumbled down
With the rising wave
Old Zaftig was standing near
Smiling gently she offered him a candy.
~26/04/2016~
*Zaftig – (of a woman) having a full, rounded figure; plump
Note :- And here comes the last Alphabet ending the challenge . Suddenly feeling as if there is nothing to do. I am grateful to the entire team and the bloggers.
Congratulations on completing the challenge!
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Thanks a lot Scarlett .. Hope you too enjoyed the Challenge.
DeleteWonderful poem, and a great ending to the A to Z challenge!
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Thanks CArol
DeleteA lovely way to end the challenge Deepti! Congratulations on completing it. I wonder what we will do with ourselves now? I'm glad to have connected with you and will visit often.
ReplyDeleteThanks a lot Sue for returning everyday and boosting my morale... Yes we will definitely be in touch ..
DeleteWoW, I learned a new word today Zaftig. Your poem is the stuff dreams are made of:)
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Thanks a lot Vishal That is a very sweet reply for my work..
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