Endearments

I got six endearments in life as far as I could recall
From my pre-school to a working staff of a school 

My uncles and aunts called me Darling in Kinder
An apple of their eyes especially to my father

My father gave me a small gold ring engraved, Darling
I won family’s attention by declamation, dancing or singing

When I was in grade school I was very sickly
Despite frailness and vulnerability, I was still happy

For speed recoveries my mom called me, Sunshine
For I was born at sunrise, then finally I felt fine

In high school, I was slim but still looking cute
Some cousins called me Thumbelina - still soothe

Cousin-boys carried all my stuffs while holding my hand
“Let’s go Thumbel!”-caring gestures made me feel grand

When I’ve grown older and found someone
He called me, Sweetheart or Love -- so sweet and fun

I turned into a busy beaver losing time with my love
He surprised me with “Muffin”, so I quitted the job

 
April 24, 2022    8.36am
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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