We are sour sweet siblings ⚘

As soon as the Rose’s bloom during heyday,

” Mommy, he is irritating me!”— I say.

We laughing, teasing, arguing whenever we play.

Like frenzy frogs dancing during a rainyday.

Sleeping with mommy in the middle,

Seeing cartoons while eating noodles,

Distributing pizza pieces that cooked on a griddle,

Mellifluous scene of a mommy sparrow ‘s nestle.

After cracking something, we become totally unknown,

During PTM we make different condones,

We would like a dress that of our own,

For ‘ Subway Suffers ‘ we fight for mommy’s phone.

Best way to remember and explain them,

Think off and write lovely moments of algorithm,

Seriously, brothers and sisters are real gem.

“We are sour sweet siblings”— our only anthem.

♡♡♡♡♡Happy Raksha Bandhan♡♡♡♡

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