Mischief in eyes
Naughty little smile
Non-stop chatterbox, she is!

Now she is here, and then there
Just in the blink of an eye
With a spring in her bone, she lives!

You try to reason with her
And she'll bestow her own logics on you
A thunderous mind, she possesses.

'Discipline' and 'she' have no relation
Still if you try to teach her
She'll herself become your teacher, instead.

Sometimes she might become stubborn
While sometimes, she becomes our mother instead!
Her antics, we remember till days!

She loves us like no other
She adds colour to our life
Even when we are at our lowest,
She adds spark to our life!

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06.01.2023