My Mr. Awesome

A poem on my Mr. Awesome, my dad, of course.

I am always in trouble. My life is like a bubble. But my worries are double. Well, my problem is I don’t have money. It’s funny but I need money. And I always take it from dad. And yes, he is so kind to repeatedly give me some. And so he is my Mr. Awesome. But once unluckily I spent his lots of money in some bogus work and dad scolded me, saying I was such a jerk. Now it hurt me lots and I wanted to earn some big shots. So I took up the heavy challenge and said would not stop unless I give dad what I lost. And I would get it done at any cost. I painted other’s car, did their laundry, I did housekeeping and care taking, my trouble roots were now shaking. I became a travel agent then an honest sergeant I taught kids for free and they gave me their love being so merry and glee. I did as much as I could. I wanted to come in history’s book. I worked in a coffee shop and mowed my neighbor’s lawn. I even made their kids laugh and enjoy being Goonberry the foolish clown. I gave newspapers to all in my place. Now people started to look at me with appreciation and grace. I took the babies Tina-Moni for a stroll and luckily got number five as my roll. It meant I had scored more and now everyone started to respect me. My life started treating me kindly, I was becoming famous blindly .I also bought some lucky draw tickets and then came the jackpot, I had won, a car in lucky draw. I was very thankful for this to the Angel figure who had helped me to achieve it, my money pot ,my dad, my Mr. Awesome.

Published by ambikajha

I am Ambika Jha.I like to write on different topics.I feel life is too short for anything.So let us work our best in the given time and let life's music be in rhythm and rhyme.So be your best and never stop to learn and write.

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