Ever So Cute Poem by riya misi

Ever So Cute



My little girl of stubborn knowledge

Clothed in frilly frock cute smile

Clipped nails, hair never a mess

Stole the heart


When her blue eyed teacher looked in fusion but yet

Said that nothing to forget oh! She

Girl of charm always smart but

gaze on other mentors not Fix to mine


bloom to blue did I and said quietly

o, darkness raider,

she my little humming spell bee

can recite rhyme of her age en

pen alpha numeric without stain.

what made she grab a problem in your eyes?

curiosity to rise or end? clouds invaded her face

sparkled her teeth not heart

revealed her puzzle " problem not her academics

let your eye witness her note upside down

not she a bloomer of kindergarden but a genius of primary section

not just she recite poems but a creator

her numeric skills a shining secrecy

her penning talent touch

crystal clear our true respect

more to my horror

no clean work slate she leave but all scribbles

test me often to name one

with my blunder eyes disrespect me

What am I to judge her, over confident, underestimating me, or attention seeking?

What won do i? in words of thine joy or sorrow?

With widen eye to the girl. disrespectful? I grinned

Shame to our flaw if no excuse to repent Grabbed me her hand

repent? to bend my knees for sorry her silence planted a pause

Starred on her book acted wild


When my voice knot her tight her plant flowered,

Aint I a good girl mama? what have I did?

Thou write a full book nay she appreciates me

while lazy daisy write few alpha and she acts cool

Aint I a good girl mama?



when I touch her hair or dress she turns me out

but gifts that crying bob chocolates and good name

aint I a good girl mama?

I wrote French and greek alpha from dad's mystery book

When I raise a question she just stares

She dislike me and how can i?

Am I a bad girl mama? , as a dropping pansies on the bush

With those pricks and pains of voice

Like part with favourite doll away she murmured im sorry Miss bonny

Before I could reach, her teacher grabbed her hug to kiss

Seeing clouds raining in her eyes

I left them alone silently for gifting their world a privacy.

Sunday, December 28, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: Affection
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