The pictures of me when young
looking very robust and strong
smiling with no worries at all
cherubic and chubby in all
eyes glittering with a twinkle
the skin showing no wrinkles
the thoughts very much clear
the outlook was none of fear
moving with ease all around
spreading happiness in rounds
was an apple of my mother’s eye
though a little reserved and a bit shy
I lived like a princess in the household
which now looks dilapidated and is 
in many folds.
Meenas Poems 
2 replies on “Apple Of My Mother’s Eye”
Radhathiagarajan remembered by umakannan family album exhibits your photo with skirt&gown standing infront of your maternal uncle sri T.sundaram chettiar
I have to check that. it might not be me.