She knows she is wise
She knows she is much more
Than she is given credit for
She knows she could have
Eaten the world
If only she had learnt to read
It came to her, so late
So late
And yet she will make the best of
it
She will not let it be wasted
This boon from saraswati
Every time I ask her a question
She will jot down the answers
She is wise
She knows everything
By heart
But she will write it down
She will frown
She will study it
She will make corrections
And then, only then
Will she look up
And she is so proud
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