There existed a cute little girl,
In her paracosm,I was her friend.
My job was to make her happy,
And I tried till my end.....
I was her princess in every fairytale ,

she made,heard or saw..
Her imagination imagined me without any flaw...
I was not real,
but she never made feel..

She giggled with me every single time,
And never ever concealed...
Her tears were painful to see,
Her cry was painful to hear,..
Her emotions was difficult to understand,

And Her anger made me fear ...
Yes! from a cute little girl,
She transformed to a young beautiful colleen..
Her imagination was growing higher,
And to see her growth was a wonderful scene..

Time passing by,
Me and my memories were turning blue and grey ..
The kid was growing up...
I was fading away...
© |S.T.K|