My niece


Jaanu

Her face so open and guileless
Unware of the sly and deviousness

Innocence pour from her every pore
Just like music touching our soul

Good at what she does
But she needs a push nevertheless

Just like me, everyone says
Drives my sister mad most of the days

My parents heart
Her parents pride
My daughter's idol
She is my niece.




Poetry by Devi Sivaraman
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Written on 2018-07-20 at 09:15

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