Reflection Of Hope Poem by Anushka Arora

They didn't grow inside of me
Next to my heart
But they have my genes
So they are my own

Most of them hug me, giggle
Clamor for attention
Beg for stories, except treats
want to sing and sleepover

In their world i built tradition
I am thanksgiving and Christmas
A memory maker serving cookies with praise
Encouraging their ambition

To them i am not slow but fashionable
A helper of homework who speaks strange words
They tell me i sound 'cool'
In their unstable world
I offer that rarely chance

In them i see myself
Two have my turned up nose
Another my moodiness my laugh

One has my passion for music
Still another my fascination of words
Some gather friends like flowers
A mirror of ME

Each one is a reflection of hope making rainbows
Where their own light shines

In this complicated world
I look to them with pride
They look to me with trust
This cherished brood is my treasure
I call them precious
THEY call me SISTER<3

ANUSHKA ARORA