Poem about Family

This poem is all about the undefined love which I receive from my siblings. I have one elder brother and one elder sister. Both are like a role model for me. Now we live apart from each other, but each day brings the thought to return to childhood and live with my siblings. I love them very much and hope they always climb the staircase of success. The care they do for their youngest sister is amazing. I always asks God to give me the same siblings in every life.

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My Siblings

© Ekta Sharma

Published on June 2011

Life is passing so quickly,
Dreams are proliferating so rapidly,
But in the middle of all these,
Memories are embracing so tightly....

The time we spent together was most memorable,
The days we live apart were most dreadful,
The fights we shared together were most dangerous,
Still the care we tend to do is most wondrous............

Rare is the love which I receive from you,
Precious is the knowledge which I receive from you,
But paramount of all these,
Peculiar are my siblings which I receive from God......

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  • by Diane Gasparini
  • 1 month ago

Why are you not here, my siblings? Why don't you care? We are here on earth but once. There was a time when our love was so dear. Why are you not here, my siblings? Time is passing by, I am getting old, getting sick, I'm feeling cold. We're here on earth but once. There was a time our love was so dear. Why are you not here, my siblings? I'm only here on earth a little while. My Dr said not long now. Please hurry come soon. The door rings and my husband said there here. I see my siblings smile and tell me they love me. I said it back and said see! I'm dying, my siblings, but thank you for coming here. Looking at them, I saw a tear and see that they truly care. Good bye, my siblings, my time is here.

  • by Bianca Beck, Kansas
  • 2 years ago

I sent it to my brother, who I love with all my heart. This poem showed my feelings fairly.
Thank you for sharing it!

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