Not For Just Now

I was all alone this while in search of a real friend
As a routine,heart wanders back in time(s)
Awakens the memories in my mind;
Back in the days..that cheering, screaming and yelling
I never remember that day, when we all met, exactly
We may not burst forth from the same womb,
Yet we hold stronger bonds thicker than the Blood;
Rare is the Love we get from siblings;
Precious was the wondrous past;
Memorable are the days spent together;
Peculiar way sister’s and brother’s share Love;
One’s you go for help, comfort, advice and to talk about everything..
When your heart is about to burst, a brother to solace
Brother like you, have been a real friend, i could ever forget
Days with you were really Zestful
I cannot understand how can be your Smile so Valiant for sister!
Not for Just Now, endlessly……
What i mean is more than i express
We encounter many hardships, all the way,all the day
Not enough hours in a restless day, relations may drift apart;
Never too far, from the stream of our treasured relation;
A lively Swing of the flimsy feelings;
We three sisters not always together, despite fights we shared
someway’s smarter than me, sometime’s mad at each other;
accept it, our bond is just as strong…
We whisper deepest secrets only sisters could share..
Sister Senior Guide Junior Associate and forever a friend…..
Not for just NOW !

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