'Cutie', the little chirpy parrot has now learnt a new name to utter, 'Rocky', our snow-white Pomeranian doesn't jump on to me any more, 'Pussy', the fussy cat now purrs to orbit her new master, my little niece now insists to be fed by her...
The key bunch, mother used to have, now swings on her waist so tender!
What is all this? Looks, my sweet thing has played some magic to win every inmate, and I am left as a stranger...
Raising the steps of love brick by brick she has reached every heart. To my younger sister and her big 'battalion', 'She is damn smart.'
I enjoy her sweet conspiracy, using the weapon of my intimacy she has made me an outsider in my own home... in deep love and affection when I draw her closer she runs away chiding, 'No shame, mother's foot steps can't you hear?!'
