The Sneak Poem by Mahfooz Ali

The Sneak



To take a peek behind the couch,
I as a child lurks and crawls.
A spy, a sneak,
I makes no sound at all.

I knows that mom is napping there,
My smile, like a sword,
I grips my cymbals so-tight......

My mom has not been bored,
Since the day that I was born.

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Mahfooz Ali

Mahfooz Ali

Lucknow (U.P.) India
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