Sometimes I asked myself I am their child or they are?
They'll create banter all around and then asked me, With whom I'll take a side?
Mom is rule maker and Dad is a rule-breaker,
And of course! I am their broker,
Mom is a book reader and Dad is a body builder,
and I'm the fielder,
After every dinner we regather,
They pull each other leg and hair just to annoy each other,
They are still kids in their big giant bodies,
And usual have to do babysitting to my babies,
Their candlelight dinner, long drive, couple dance never happened without me,
Not even the romance in front of me,
They sometimes act like teenagers,
I think I am Si-Ta shippers.


© Ankita Mishra