Mischievous Devil Angels Heart
Mischievous devils with Angels heart
That is how I once used to be
Hopping over fences and hedges
Swinging on branches of maple tree
Falling into puddles of Mud
Covering that mud all over me
Hiding those clothes under the bed
Thinking that mum might never see
Building stairway to the heavens
With my tiny building blocks
Drawing my dreams all over walls
Making puppets out of socks
Jumping on sofas climbing the doors
Turning the whole house into a wreck
Massaging mum's shoulders every night
As she said I was pain in her neck
Copyright © Nimra Asim | Year Posted 2017
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