The Sparrow.

I sit on the lowest branch
Of the cherry blossom tree
Singing a summer song
Until children come, two or three
They shoo me away
With their loud sounds of fun
The swings, skates and games
Under the beautiful summer sun.
Until dusk shows its face
I hide in the forest
But, now since the moon has risen
It is time to go back and rest
An owl sits on my branch
So comfortably he lay
I tried changing the situation
But he too shooed me away
I live my life in hiding
And crawl slowly
Under a maple leaf
I guess the biggest wins, after all.

~ Mallika, 12 years.

Cartoon strip for her cousin...

Ganesha: 2012

Fall.

Day by day I wait
Eager for fall
I would run outside
wrapped in a shawl
Leaves turn red
golden and gold
as it slowly starts
to get windy cold
The rustle of leaves
the swish of trees
The autumn has started to cease
I knew that
I wasn't steady
when I looked out
I said ' oh, it is winter already'.

~ Mallika 9 and half years old.

Object drawing.

Harry playing the Quidditch...

The face...

Charcoal and watercolours

Senorita.