When your sister was on all fours,
she said love is:
“when mother bathes, nurses and pets me
when I open the salty floodgates…
Oh! And when am strapped on that soft, sturdy back”
When your sister ran instead of walk
she said love is:
“When I feel father’s strong comforting chest
and he tells me i’m the prettiest, prettiest princess
Oh! And he has candy in his pockets for me”
When your sister became best friends with the mirror
she said love is:
“When I get invites from the prettiest, trendiest girls
and the wannabe, hormones-led school darling
Oh! And ask me to be his girlfriend”
When your sister was a spring chicken
she said love is:
“when he sends me flowers for valentine, chocolates for birthdays
takes me grooving on weekends
Oh! And calls me every second of the day”
And now that your sister is un-jaded
she says love is:
“When I meet a good-looking guy with a job, a little savings and
Most importantly willing to say ‘I do’
Oh! Scrap that any guy will do”
Written by: Bamas Sinach Toria
Edited by: Kukogho Iruesiri Samson
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