My Little Brother


Being a sister is not so easy

With a brother who is an ‘Elf’ to start

With love and patience I do retort

Sense and reason is not for his sort

 Rashness and violence is all he knows

 Shielding him from harm is arduous to all


A game with him will end in war

Screams at me and pulls my hair

Tears my books and breaks my dolls

Scolding I get is not always fair

 At last I retreat with a broken heart


 The angelic smile on his sleeping face

Wipes the remorse for all his deeds

Clinches the love from my little heart



  • Author: Gitanjali (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 20th, 2022 01:13
  • Comment from author about the poem: For my grand daughter
  • Category: Family
  • Views: 22
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  • Goldfinch60

    Seeing a child asleep is so loving tkkkk.


    • Thekkinkkattil

      Yes Andy. It's the only time the household has some peace

    • arqios

      As mom's of every era, age, culture and creed have said... "angels when asleep!"

      • Thekkinkkattil

        We have to underline when they sleep. Half the time they test your patience

      • dusk arising

        The term 'unconditional love' so well expressed here.

        • Thekkinkkattil

          Yes love of a sis is unconditional. Though she has to bear a lot of mischief

        • Bella Shepard

          My daughter is three years older than my son, and what you've penned is so relatable to when they were children. That adorable sleeping face erases all the frustrations, and we start each day anew. So well penned!

        • Thekkinkkattil

          My grand children are of the same age. It's what I observe when they are with us. Thank you Bella

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