The Innocent Me
I annoy her
Annoy her ,to her core
Of patience
and then its time.
Ting ting ting ,
The bell rings in her head
She scrams at me
............................
I scream at her
She pulls my hair
And I pull hers
She starts to cry
N this time
its our mom
Shouting from her room
N its time for me
To act all innocent
And the stare she gives me
Is just priceless
As priceless as her.
.......dedicated to all those annoying sisters
who loves their young
-~Akshaya
Copyright © Akshaya Madhu | Year Posted 2016
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