The Child In Me Poem by smita prabhugaonkar

I'm a girl aged nineteen,
But there'z a child in me,
Hidden within myself,
Is a small mad lady..

She still loves chocolates,
And craves for ice creams,
Hidden in her dark eyes,
Are so many dreams..

She still loves the feeling,
When her mom hugs her,
And is happy beyond limits,
When her dad praises her..

She still fights like a beast,
And quarrels with her bro,
She takes revenge for things,
That hurt her ages ago..

She still loves the stories,
That her granny once told,
She is happy beyond limits,
When its really very cold..

She dreams of the impossible,
And believes she can make it,
When she loves to do some work,
She does it really neat..

Well i know she is insane,
She IS really,
Bt i indeed love her,
I love the child in me..