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
sideboard

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!