Oh! she is seven -
And feels all is heaven.
Mom! that lipstick is mine-
And says all is fine.
Dad! get me play-station-
And the house blows like a fire-station.
Take me to the parlour-
To make my hair curler.
Gets my purse-
And the car is reveresed.
And, there you see:
My DAUGHTER:
With curly hair;
Red lipstick;
With a play station;
And then she says-
Folks! ! ! All is Heaven.
Very interesting.... baby girls are born with that quality these days....my grand daughter two years old is asking for fancy bags and goods nonstop now-a days...funny poem
Made to smile.Rhyming is good along with flow and theme. Well penned emotionally.
sweet poem Anju, Am sure your daughter is as sweet too. pls read 3 of my poems that I wrote for my daughters 1. Long live the ice cream 2. Little painter 3. A geometric dog shall be grateful for your comments
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very interesting and nice poem.