Sleeping Angel

This poem is dedicated to three people. First and foremost, my 10 year old real little sister, Shriya, my 11 month old cousin sister Kirstin and another cousin of mine, who is my age, called Tamanna.

Eyelids drooping

Drifting away

Into her dreamland

Like everyday

 

She dreams of fairies 

And witches all night

Of good and evil

And their eternal fight

 

She is only an infant,

Frail and weak

Not knowing how to walk

Not knowing how to speak 

 

But she still amazes me

With that beautiful smile

And frees me of my worries

At least for a while

 

And when I look at her

A voice in my ear whispers

God has sent you an angel

In the form of a sister

 

Reviews

[Sleeping Maiden]

Adorable, sweet and cute all over. I really love this! Ohh how i wish i had a nice sis myself unlike the bad, manipulated, liar that i got... -sigh- I love your poem though. It's wonderful and full of joy! A pure soul. thanks for sharing.

[AK]

Aw! That's so sweet! I wish I could find my sister a blessing all the time(rather than a troublesome brat, no offense Ruhani):) the poem is really amazing and I liked the last stanza the best. Keep writing!

[V.J.C.]

Yes, this is very sweet. I love the flow of your words, than you for the great read.

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awe this is so sweet, so well written.