My grandmother

A butterfly flew to our house
Laughter also left us
The hands that caressed me as my daughter are no more
My grandmother flew to the skies

Life will be very difficult without you
You were in our hearts, spring blossomed
I miss my angel, I can't find it
My grandmother flew to the skies

This heart is waiting for you to give advice
But I know it's too late now
I can tremble when I hear my pain
My grandmother flew to the skies



I, Abdusamiyeva Iroda Sherzod, was born on May 15, 2009 in Sherabad district of Surkhandarya region. In 2016, I went to study in the 1st grade of general education school No. 67 in Sherabad district of Surkhandarya region. Currently, I am a 9th grade student of this school. I started writing poems since I was in the 5th grade, and I have about 17 poems so far. In the future, I want to become a lawyer. I intend to become a mature person who will serve my country.