NAYYAR SHABBIR AHMAD
The Picture On The Sideboard - Poem by NAYYAR SHABBIR AHMAD
My sister had a very fine figure
She wasted many minutes counting
calories before she ate anything
beyond a limited meal. And, by that
I mean, she didn’t have second helpings,
no matter, how good the cooking. And,
definitely nothing like, cakes or, puddings
She kept a check on my food intake, too.
Force of habit, I guess. I can’t think of
anything else - because, I was fairly slim.
Sadly, she died some time ago; Her picture
takes pride of place on the dining room
I’m always aware of her presence. It makes
me feel good. But, if ever, I over indulge
myself, I can’t help giving her an apologetic
look - before - I plunge in!
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