My Younger BrotherAditya Mahajan, Class VI F
He is two years old but always plays a role,
He plays with tiger and makes him bark.
He hits sister and she hits him,
But when she is scolded, he keeps quiet.
He always runs here and there,
But when he falls he laughs at himself.
When he wakes up he sits quietly,
But when he doesn’t find his mother, he starts to cry.
He is cute but naughty too,
My dear brother Shashwat, I love you!
My BrotherKevin Thomas, Class VI F
My brother who is ten and a half,
Is the dearest pal I have.
He’s all I have through thick and thin,
Since he’s my twin brother.
A very friendly chap is he,
Always willing to help.
We share all our joys and sorrows together,
But still manage to fight!
Our quarrels once resolved,
We still decide to spend most times together.
For there is no one in this world I feel,
Who can be so dear as my brother.
