Kanna

a poem by Tanushree Iyengar

Ah, those beautiful curly hair,
Those mesmerizing big brown eyes,
The smooth creamy complexion,
Those pink tender lips,
And all that baby fat,
You make me fall in love with you
Every time I look at you.
When will you come, Kanna,
When will you come,
To my house as a child?

My husband and I wait for you
Year after Year,
Your Thatha and Patti are waiting for you,
Come Kanna Come
Before they become too old to play with you.
Your cousins are waiting for you eagerly
Come Kanna Come
So they can play with you.

I will give you butter and
Anything else that you may ask
I will draw your feet year after year
On your birthday;
I will make your favorite sweets
And serve your favorite fruits.
Come Kanna Come
My husband and I wait for you.

We will hold you in our arms
We will pamper you
We will look the other way
When you play a prank
Come Kanna Come
We all wait for you.

If you don’t listen today,
I will ask you again tomorrow
And the day after till you listen.
Come Kanna Come
Oh, Kanna, why don’t you come?