My Sis
India, December 2006
I have a big loving sis, who is like my miss.
She takes care of me everywhere,
And tells me to beware.
She has a very sweet name,
Who has in my heart a very big fame
She tells me I love you
And that is why I care you
When we go out, she helps me to cross the road,
And at home, she does not let me get bored.
Her imagination is so vast,
That she puts it on the paper so fast
She has sweet twingling eyes,
Which are as beautiful as the skies
This poem is for my dear “SIS”,
Who is like my “MISS”.
(For PRANSHU & PRACHI D.
By their sister SHERYA)
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