If I Had A Sister

If I Had A Sister short poem

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Like the breeze to the flowers
to carry its fragrance;
If I had a sister,
She will do it for me.

Like the wind to the clouds,
To show the world around;
If I had a sister,
She will do it for me.

Someone for you
When all turn aback
If I had a sister,
She will do it for me.

Showing me the path
to the light lit street.
Holding my hands
And walking besides me
If I had a sister!!

If the shower from above
Wets me a lot,
She will be the cover
For not making me ill.

Nothing matter, sun or moon
She will be there
Asking what I want.

If had a sister
She will do all that for me.

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Mohammad Nibras

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Founder of You Can Lead, a grass roots level leadership initiative empowering youth to discover their true potential, irrespective of birth or living conditions. You Can Lead’s projects include Leaders Of Tomorrow, Project Bright, in collaboration with educational institutes to empower youth to leadership. He is a Global Shaper from the Bangalore Hub recognized by The World Economic Forum.
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Nadeem Qazilbash
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Wonderfully expressed. The emotional anchor and satisfaction provided by a sister is unmatched.

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