My Sister Poem by SURYA PRAKASH SHARMA

Who loves me as father,
And cares me as mother.
I have got lovely big sister,
I am the luckiest brother.

Her each slap is love,
And all words are preaching.
All thing is filled up with morality,
What she is teaching.

Her blessings make me strong,
And then I can do anything.
Her motivated voice is saying,
You can fly, you have your own wings.

I wish I would get her inspiration daily,
And then, as a river, I may flow.
On the front of my respected sister,
My head every time bows.

— suryaa