My Siblings
Life is passing so quickly,
Dreams are proliferating so rapidly,
But in the middle of all these,
Memories are embracing so tightly....
The time we spent together was most memorable,
The days we live apart were most dreadful,
The fights we shared together were most dangerous,
Still the care we tend to do is most wondrous............
Rare is the love which I receive from you,
Precious is the knowledge which I receive from you,
But paramount of all these,
Peculiar are my siblings which I receive from God ......
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