Pickled Cabbage Superman II - Pickled Cabbage and Butterfly
My Nini
Category: Poetry Added Time: January 13, 2011 1:35:21 PM Source: Admin Clicks: 35
God has blessed me with a Nini
She calls me mom
She has tender cheeks
She has soft hair
When I come home from work
She will bring me a little stool
So I can sit down quickly
My little Nini
She loves to be coy in front of me
She wants me to hold her when she sees me
Every time then
I feel so powerful
And even more so, happy
In her hands, she always holds a toy doll
She talks to herself while feeding the doll
And rocking it to sleep
She loves watching Snow White
And also Cinderella
In front of her
Everything is pure
Everything is kind
My little Nini
She will grow up slowly too
Growing up with eyes like mine
And a nose like her dad's
Into a beautiful young lady
Who will find a partner and bring them home
And then still call me mom
One day, when I am already sixty
My Nini will support me
Sitting under the sun
Nini will massage my legs
Nini will pat my back
Nini will accompany me to sleep
My life
Because of Nini
Feels happy and perfect