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My Brother

I love my brother

We love each other 

We play together 

We play "Secret Base"

When we play Tag, he will chase.

Though my brother lives miles apart,

He is always in my heart.

I love him in many ways

I start to smile when I see his face.

He will never make me cross

He is always the boss.

He is my true Hero

We play games like throw

He is my favorite cousin,

I love him a dozen.



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  1. T.SrinivasanSeptember 7, 2020 at 2:31 PM

    Super Shriyandhaa. The poem on your brother is a treasure and pleasure to read. You win laurels which we all cherish forever.
    Keep writing.

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  2. munisSeptember 7, 2020 at 3:43 PM

    Super ��

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  3. MalkuchiSeptember 8, 2020 at 4:38 AM

    Wonderful start, keep writing for everyone's birthday in your family,.

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  4. Samhi's SpaceSeptember 8, 2020 at 12:13 PM

    Wonderful Darling...love you so much...Keep up the good work.

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