A collection of poems about grandfather and grandmother

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My grandfather and grandmother

Be a crown on our heads,
Be with us.
Dear Grandpa,
My dear grandmother.

Pray always,
Wish us a white road.
Dear Grandpa,
My dear grandmother.

Diana Toshtemirova,
Samarkand vil., Tailaq district.

Grandma

My grandmother, my dear,
My soul and world
The essence of our livelihood,
The angel of our house.

There's magic in your words
There is love in your eyes.
You always pray
May you live long.

Diyora SAIDULLAYEVA.

My grandmother

Your hair is white as cotton,
The heart of the river of mercy is pure.
The words are rich and creamy,
Dear grandmother!

The yellow of our house,
Duogoi-u's angel.
My mother's mother,
My sweet language grandmother!

Hands full of cocktails,
With a pure heart and a burning heart,
Long live our happiness,
Grandmother of the river of mercy!

My grandmother came

To our guest
My grandmother came.

Too much for me
They brought a gift.

thank you grandma
I love you.

hug you tight
I'll have fun together.

My grandfather

My bright grandfather,
Very, very kind.
Knows the eye of the matter,
Hikmat bezar word.
agile as boys,
He is both a farmer and a gardener.
Help everyone
Keep up the good work.
We all love our grandfather,
My grandfather is always away
Bring books.
"Be educated,"
They call us.
teach what you know
We love him more.
Wise and always witty.
Everyone needs a grandfather.

I have my grandfather

I have my grandfather
I love it so much.
every morning,
I say hello.

Be happy, grandfather,
They say bally baby
Their faces are full of light,
They always pray.

Islamova Mukambar.

Grandfather and children

They sit in the meadow,
Children with grandfather.
It was spring, after all.
Tulips have opened.

Seagulls and poplars,
Don't stop Sira.
The surroundings are so beautiful.
It is difficult to describe.

"Grandpa!" - says a boy
How old are you?
The second says:-"Why,
Your white hair and eyebrows!

"My children!" - says grandfather
I reached you at a young age!
Santa to be,
I dyed my hair and eyebrows!

Abdulla Pulatov.

Grandpa, I miss you

I played happily because of your kindness,
I didn't forget your name
I have never seen someone like you.
I miss you my grandfather

Your image is always in my heart,
Your words were kind,
Walk in heaven my dear
I miss you my grandfather

My face would smile when I saw you
I would throw myself into your arms,
My eye cannot be found when searching,
I miss you my grandfather

How many passes have you passed,
You took my hand as my grandson,
Now you've gone to the maxhar,
I miss you my grandfather

You were beautiful
I'm sorry for you today,
I repeat my word again,
Grandpa, I miss you.

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