...Aishi...

In the midst of August,
Came across an angel in disguise.
Coming down by thy own's home,
Settled in my arms alone.


With those beautiful Eyes,
Fingers as soft as cloud.
Face as red as cherry,
With the unknowingly known innocence


Giving me the feel of being proud,
Can be called now in big mood.
Have one to be ordered now,
But later which turned out total antonymous now.


First day of flight of walk,
First call for a sibling talk.
First day held your fingers to school,
For everything you needed me as a tool.


Playing together
Smiling together
Weeping together
Sleeping together
Studying together
Eating together
Fighting each other
Will be an incomplete feather
Couldn't have been better than any other.


For times within two,
Beautiful as they flew.
Which included time of all genre,
Still had a new ray.


But now as I see my little baby growing,
With an anger always howling.
I feel a bit unsecured to lead,
As you seem to be all freed.


I love you always with an elderly touch
Also hold a full blessing pouch.