Aarav Trivedi, Class 8, Global Indian International School, Abu Dhabi
My grandfather, my friend, tells me lots of stories,
In his eyes, I see the pride that dwells.
With a smile like a bright sunny summer sun,
Making each moment full of fun.
He shares his tales good and old,
That shines like precious gold.
He tells me to dream without any fear,
Giving me so much love and always cheers.
We laugh, we play,
His company is my way.
His words are like bright light,
Everything feels so right.
September, 2024
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