story of a sibling...

They carry a piece of our hearts,

They are a pillar of our family,

The halves that complete us,

Thus, siblings they are.

Through thick and thin,

They stay with us,

We are there for them,

They are there for us,

Hence they are named Siblings,

Days & days of giggling,

Whistling while walking,

Holding hands with our kin.

The path will be long,

Difficulties prolonged,

Siblings are there to share this load,

So we move further down the road,

With ease.

Peace is attained at last,

With happiness unsurpassed,

A sibling is born,

And the love goes on…..

Written by,

R. MAHIMA RAM

XII K