The Three Musketeers’

The three musketeers’

The twin brats

And their doting dad

Playing pranks

All day long

On unsuspecting Mom

On being caught

Sheepish grins

Grace three identical pairs of

Twinkling chocolate browns

Those mom taught to run

Race ahead leaving her far behind

Only to jog back

Encircle her with their love

As she basks in the glory of

Being their most loved woman.

Tending gingerly to

Bruised knees and egos

Cleaning up after

What looks like a raid everyday

Feeding an army of

Forever famished

Spiking two manes

Dyeing the third

Juggling between

Playing the homemaker

And climbing

The corporate ladder

Her perfect men

Happily helping with chores

Lending their hand

To make sure on both scales

Home and work.

She comfortably stands

Their unwavering support

Her pillar of strength

Making her ready for

The next adventure

For her life with them is

A lifetime of prayers answered

In a white lace dress

Twirled by the men she loves

Like a precious doll

She is truly the most blessed woman ever!