I clean
She sings
Of mundane things

I cook
She talks
Of imagined walks

I listen
She chimes
And makes up rhymes

I scribble
She sketches
Destroys evil witches

I smile
She kisses
Away all my hits and misses

I'm blessed
She's here
Living her wonder years

This is no ordinary life
It's our magic kingdom

(c) VedicVerses (Rucha Gokhale)