Treasure Island

Abdul Wahab


>>>How are you?


I am a mother of four children
One out of four gives me lots of pain
At ease when I am at home
She comes at my door and asks
How is your work?

In the morning before I get up
She brings a dream
After disturbing my sound sleep
With a tired voice she asks
How are you doing?

When I should remain awake
And do my job sincerely
She crawls into my work and asks
How is your home?

With my soul I sit and relax
But before I enjoy my moment
Miles away she calls me up and asks
How is your life?

Submitted: Monday, November 18, 2013
Edited: Saturday, November 23, 2013

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daughters are..my body, soul, intellect and mind....and you know mind is very Mischievous!

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