My "Look Up To"

By Nishtha Mishra

In crowds, among ladies,

She’s the only one I see,

She shines in my eyes,

Oh, her undefinable beauty.

In masses, loud noises,

Even without glasses I could see,

She’s my mentor, my teacher,

My “look up to” when in need.

For she made me feel like 

I’m a part of her class,

I’m a student, I’m a person,

She marked her place,

In my tiny little heart.

Though I’m not that smart,

But if I could be something,

She will be the first I pay my gratitude to,

She’d be where I start.

By Nishtha Mishra