Smiling Swing
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Indira Renganathan
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Back and forth i'm swinging on.
So is the cradle bearing my chubby sister
'That day I was an old heroine-
Happily on scenarios wearing silk full-skirts
Of pink and green on change overs
Rustling around my ankles,
With a little ponytail right headed,
Toddling along pushing the cradle
With an eager look at my sister
Hoping to get a hello from her.
Just three years but enough old-minded
To welcome the guests willingly
On celebrating the new heroine's birthday'
Flashing is a smile on my face!
'Worried was lovable grand-pa
To secure me from others' eyes while
Pretty mom worrying about my fair sis.
Grand-pa called me black beauty'.
I'm smiling swinging over the days gone!
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