O'my l'le sister.......
Round and cute, mommy's girl,
Hair so straight not a curl.
She who called water, lollo.
Now reads Paulo Coelho !
O'my l'le sister.......
She once did a Haryanvi dance,
Married a Jat, was it by chance?
No pink, no ribbons, no frills, no lace,
But wait, it was only a passing phase!
O'my l'le sister.......
Not a word she spoke until two,
Opposite she'd be, then no one knew.
While a classmate was her nightmare,
Another tormented her for not being fair!
O my l'le sister........
'Small Wonder' serials she'd never miss,
Her cute round nose I loved to kiss.
Picked up the phone and garbled 'Orchie-porchie' once,
The operator aghast, but the call didn't bounce.
O'my l'le sister........
With one friend in life at a given time,
'Ten lil mice' was her favourite rhyme
Wanting shoes beside her at night,
Growing years she looked quite a sight.
O'my little sister......
Fights between us are past, present and future,
Mind you, some have been really a torture.
O 'my lil sister....
Bold and beautiful, happy and gay,
There's so much more still to say
Remember for you I'm always there,
To love, share, support and care.
About the Author
Athira Nair
Member Since: 14 May, 2014
This is how I started few years ago . My story then - Writing has been a very recent and sudden development in my life.'My Angel' is the poem that tells of how it all began. Keen and eager to pursue this new found passion, I await your reviews and ...
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