My Ladies

By Shambhavi Semwal

Got fifteen lines to describe the females in my house,

Magical women who make worries small,

Few are young few already spouse,

Got thousands of problems but never say them at all.

The oldest one is my dear grandmother,

She has home remedies for problems large or small,

Then comes my sweetheart, my mother,

Who is ready for me even in one call.

But how to describe my sister now,

My guide and so-called beat of my heart,

Time to describe the girl who is so wow,

This cute family’s sweetest part.

So lucky to have a family like this,

Full of sweet, sour, hugs and kiss,

If you are not a part of this,

You know what you miss.

By Shambhavi Semwal