Way of Life

To the Sister

When I couldn’t understand this world,
When everything was whirled,

There was no conscience,
the senses were not in alliance,

There was a hand,
that always took stand,

that guarded me like a shell,
that took care of the foes well,

That twirled my ear,
Whenever I didn’t hear,

to the life lessons she taught,
the lessons that have brought,

My life on the right track,
and the values free of slack,

Even till now,
I look upto her,

to all her advice,
I still concur,

On her birthday
I just want to thank god,
for the best sister in the universe,

who with her magical spree,
can cure any curse.



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