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Mr. Eldest


 I am young, but Shripradhaa is younger.

Mom is old, but dad is older.

Grandma is elder, 

But the line doesn't stop, 

One more person has been left out....

Mr. Eldest, Mr. Eldest,

He's Kanna Thatha, yes!

Happy birthday, happy birthday!

Hope you're really really zest!

On this special day,

Relax yourself!

I can lend a hand to you,

Saying, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!

This special poem is for you,

To go through!

Mr. Eldest, he's very active,

Yes, he's the best,

He gives us advices to stay healthy,

He leads to stay wealthy,

Mr. Eldest, he loves fruits,

"Apples and Oranges are good for you!"

Red - Shripradhaa 

Orange - Me 

Yellow - Mom 

Green - dad 

Blue - Grandma 

Violet - Grandpa 


If we cut out Violet now,

The Rainbow would look drowned.

Violet is a special character!

Mr. Eldest, my dear Grandpa,

I'd like to hear you laugh,

Ha ha!

You brighten up our day,

And on this special day,

We all are here to say,

Happy birthday Kanna Thatha...

Mr. Eldest!









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  1. T.SrinivasanDecember 18, 2021 at 8:15 AM

    Super Shriyandhaa. Special poem on kanna Thatha Birthday. Excellent. Great.keep it up.

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  2. T.SrinivasanDecember 18, 2021 at 8:27 AM

    Happy Birthday to your dearMr.Eldest Kanna thatha.what an excellent poem you have written on him and gifting on his birthday. Super .God bless you and all you youngees get blessings from him Mr. Eldest.
    From Pushpa patti

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  3. VijayaDecember 18, 2021 at 9:31 AM

    Your great poem about ur eldest kanna Thatha is very very excéllent and marveless No word to say about ur imagination. God bless u my dear. Piriyamudan. Viji Patti

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  4. Samhi's SpaceDecember 18, 2021 at 5:29 PM

    Fantastic Shriyan.... wonderful poem. Many more happy returns to Kanna Thatta Mr. Eldest...😃
    Seeking blessings from him...🙏🙏

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  5. Samhi's SpaceDecember 19, 2021 at 10:23 AM

    Fantastic di..wonderful..

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