Zothangpuii Dingdoh

                                                                                                                                                Dengthanmawii zadeng

                                                                                                                                                Department of English

She watches the leaves turning yellow from green

As I watch her hair turning black to white

Still her love for me is evergreen

She no longer recognise my face from distant away

Or my voice if it isn’t loud enough

But her wisdom still lights my way

Sometimes I don’t understand her coz I haven’t been old

But she knows me coz she was once young

My joys and sorrows she can have it foretold

Don’t ever call her old

Coz her works never keep her bored

She’s my granny named Zothangpuii Dingdoh