My Sister Aaliya
Wherever you are, for you I will be standing
Even when everyone is making fun
Your immensity is all that I perceive
Upon the heights of heaven and the vast sea
When you cease to breathe and collapse, It will be misery for me
If sadness is overpowering, I'll revitalize you with fresh air
I will move the stones away from your path
Budge the mountains for the sake of your happiness
Loads I will carry, years and years it may take
But let me confess, now that I have become feeble
So far away from me, even I cant hear your voice
I need you to be with me in the hours of need
Mist and fog of misunderstandings may have made you blind
You no longer see, a well wisher behind
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