Fun With You…..My Little Daughter Poem by Umasree Raghunath

Fun With You…..My Little Daughter



When you jump on seeing me,
My heart misses its first beat
When you cling on to me,
My thought has its first treat
When you want to jump on my belly
Which happens to be your first home
I then don't mind having it big
For you rest so much as on a pillow
When you wanna play horse on my back
I forget the tired week, that made it pain
When you wanna play the games on the pc
I jump with joy, though hate to open it on weekends too
When you wanna those sunflowers you always liked
I wish I could travel to solapur to get you the real ones
When you often carve for the traditional gagras,
I just laugh at heart, the modern I wanna you go
You are growing the most traditional way
Just the way you wish to be looked
But n your thoughts and actions, far beyond my imagination
When you try to talk to me only n English
I really miss my dad to hear you so
For he used to be full of pride when we did so
When you could climb the toppest balloon
At planet yum, your favorite play time
I wish I could climb with you too
The more it looks impossible,
You tend to take it up and do it too
That is the spirit of life that make us
Wonder who you are, little wonder
When you wanna go for scatting
I miss the beat, feeling slipping
But you always wanted to learn the sport
Which I think you need to take up too
When you play caroms, and do not win
You tend to throw the coins away
Not accepting defeat at any point of time
A thing that scares me often,
For success is not the only thing in life
Though everyone wants it to be
When you want you favorite rides at funworld
I don't find you satisfied and content at all
You still wanna play and giggle after hours
When will the spirit drain I never know
Ofcourse I wish not too so
When you sit at your study table
You really look like a good student
Ofcourse, you are one, a gem, and a genious
By birth, truly gods given, talented
When you little hands don't go tired
Writing what not, I feel ashamed
For having given you the trouble of the
Too many things at the age of five
But you seem to be no damn worried of it
And just wanna learn more, making me go wild
When you fuss to eat your regular home food
And want pizzas and chat, like a person
Who has special tastes, and eats hot and spicy
I really thank your taste buds that are so good
When you wanna colour the pictures of ur choice
And you do it so good, I find a hier of an artist in you
A real A K Sekar genes, got them right
When you wanna make the little dosas for me
I really wonder, you got the other genes right
For my Dad was a great cook, and you show the interest
What in this world will not enthu you, I never know
You find a great friend in your Doctor Uncle
Surprising him always, for you are cheerful when you meet him
You find a great chat partner in your class teacher
Telling her your dreams, and fights at home
You find a boy friend in your dad
Making fun of me always with him
You are sure to be a little devil darling
With life full of fun, spirit and life
Love and care, that you little hands show
When they cling round our necks when we sleep
Though staying away and apart
You are the lifeline in our lives
Though you staying miles away
You are part of our every thought
No treasures can bring the smile
And no pressures can make us forget
That there is one precious treasure
There in chennai, wanna come back to us
And all the three to join back together soon
We do believe, girl, you are our little angel
Gods given love, and a value to our lives
Thank you for being our wonderful daughter
For being our life, and its real pleasure.

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Monday, October 13,2003, , Bangalore
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Umasree Raghunath

Umasree Raghunath

Eluru, AndhraPradesh, India
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