Monday, April 11, 2022

Sibling succour

 Same of soul, tho' apart every which way

 In sync somehow, tho' miles and eons  away

 Buddies best, tho' busy,  a word not shared

 Long time, no see, real time hardly spared

 In the mind sphere, tuned like violins gentle

 No need for speeches or selfies incidental

 Greatest gift parental, and monumental

 Shared lives continue in spaces sentimental!

Pratima@Forever lives the siblings' day/ the bond that always stays/never wastes away!

 

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