Again the hot summer arrives,
To have some fun and go out
You need to strive.
But this time we plan
And gather the whole clan,
To enjoy the feast at grandma s’ again.
We reach the place,
See the country girls with lace,
The cowboys in boots, so young
My cousin s’ eyes on them got hung.
We all started to haul the log,
To make a set for the whole mob.
Tables – turned, Food – prepared,
Lightings – check, people ready to cheer.
The whole village was invited,
Jovial people and young love excited
To break the floor and be satiated
By the funky tunes and the meal we created.
This was the best summer indeed,
Nothing else I am longing to need.
But every year the same fun – n – treat,
Planning some new theme
for grandma s’ Feast.
BY: AASHI KULSHRESTHA