Mamma,when will the baby come she asked,
counting the baby kicks was her exiting task.
She painted the walls with pink and blue,
and hung a board outside which said do not disturb
this is our room!
She read her favourite stories holding my tummy,
for some days I felt I was her baby and she was my
mummy.
Baby I will be waiting for you come soon,
With all new toys she waited outside the labour room,
Holding the little baby she kissed and said,
I am you sister sweety now go to bed!
-By Manasa Hegde