When I was three,
One night when free,
Someone woke me suddenly,
'I am an angel', said she...
I wondered why she came to me
'I've a gift to you, come and see'
'What is it? ', I asked her.
She came there to give me a sister..
Now I heard a sharp scream,
Then ended my sweet dream..
Opened my eyes to see a baby,
My sister! That angel's gift, must be! !
I wanted to have it for lifelong,
God! Let our relationship hold strong! !
May be the poles shift, May be the mountains drift,
I'll never forget it, The good angel's gift! ! !
having a little sister is a gift indeed, nice poem
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice, touchy poem. God bless both, you and your sister. Vanita