I was jealous of him and very very angry.
I sneeked in the room, he was lying quietly on the bed
He smelled so sweet and looked cuddly, being all wrapped up
I had decided that I will scream and scare him away
Then mom would only love me, just like it used to be.
But, then he moved and put his tiny hand out
Opened his small, shiny eyes and looked around
He spotted me and smiled a sweet lazy smile
He stretched his hand, as if to hold mine
As I held his hand, he curled his fingers
As if to say, I know in my heart, you love me
My aching heart which was filled with jealousy
Suddenly stopped hurting, making way for a new feeling.
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Very sweet poem with a change of heart.
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That’s a beautiful poem. You’ve expressed the emotions correctly! 🙂
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Yes Neha, this actually happens. I don’t remember the jealousy with my brother. But I have seen this amongst my kids. This feeling is like a legacy that travels from generations to generations.
Aww..this is so sweet Neha. Very emotional and heartfelt 🙂
The baby/child can transform everything/everyone into love:) Nice rendition, Neha
I have actually witnessed it (I’m single, but my cousin’s aren’t). This was a cute little poem 🙂
😃 thanks for reading. It’s such a common feeling, more territorial, but at times as adults we forget to acknowledge it.
Aw, what a lovely story! I waited for my daughter to feel jealous of my son (born 5 years later) but it never happened. Maybe because they were far enough away in age, and not the same sex!
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Lucky you! I still see it once in a while between the two. But there is always more love than jealousy