Sunday, July 10, 2011


Me and my brother
Birds of the same feather
Adored by my father
Loved by my mother
The games we play
Night and day
Try as we might
But ending up in a fight
Like Tom and Jerry
Always making merry
There is no sibling rivalry
Sailing in the same ferry
The joys and sorrows we share
Coz we are together a pair
Setting our own norms
We are afterall brothers in arms!

1 comment :

  1. Brothers are life! How people get through their life without a brother is beyond me. The bond is so special just like this poem that you wrote. Very moving. Well done.


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