Earliest Memory Of Grandma: An Ode

She would wake up early

To get the household ready                                        

Tidy and prompt was her way

Any other means would definitely mean a  nay!

I vividly remember the balcony sessions

That transpired during summer evenings.

She called them 'family time'

In her unspoken way.

She would gather the kids

Talk to them about fireflies

And also that old tree in her village,

Which she believed housed a giant witch!

Sometimes angry

Most times good-humored

I recall her as a genuine beauty

She loved to knit sweaters

And adored the red peppers

That were part of her kitchen garden.

For all the time you

Lovingly picked me up 

And held me close.

I would like to say, 

Thank you, Grandma!

You will always remain 

An integral part of my heart.