When I Was Little Poem by Reshma Ramesh

When I Was Little

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when i was a little baby i crawled and drooled
i was the cutest thing i had everybody fooled
the only time i could make everyone wet
poopoo on without getting them all upset

when i was a little child i sat on my father's lap
put my lips to the water running from the tap
brought dirty puppies from the street home
believed in fairies, pixies and gnomes

when i was a little child i rode pretty ponies
with dreamy eyes i listen to stories
i gently bathed and carefully dressed my dollies
i smiled and got away with all my follies

when i was a little girl i loved the green fields
strong soldiers with armors and shields
rainbows, juicy watermelon, hail stones and puddles
wind chimes, baby bums and teddy bears that i could cuddle


when i was little girl i would cry for gas balloons
my favorite pink mickey mouse spoon
cry for the medicines i did have to swallow
the solution for the math problem i couldnt follow

when i was a little girl i believed in god
always anxious for my mother's nod
i believed trees had feelings and cried when cut
there was secret code in every cigarette butt

then i got a little sister who cried all night
she followed me around and we fought alright
we played home and made dresses for our doll
we sure caught each other whenever we did fall

now iam all grown up and pretty to see
every time i look across the sea
i see the little girl that was me
making mud cakes happy and free.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
nature 360 07 June 2009

You enjoy to write on past observations, which is the true strength of a poet. Wish you well. A nice naughty write.

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Colin Jeffery 04 September 2008

This is such a good poem. Brilliant

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Colin Jeffery 04 September 2008

This is such a good poem. Brilliant

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Subbaraman N V 25 August 2008

A great evolution opf human life- thank that Omnipotent-Omnipresent and Omniscient!

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Reshma Ramesh

Reshma Ramesh

Bangalore, India
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