My mother has a new baby, it is a boy.
Which brings in house a very own joy.
He is tiny, including his hands and ears.
When he crys, nothing comes out not even tear.
Maybe when I was a baby, I was the same!
I might have done alone all the baby game!
He eats nothing but he only drinks milk.
The clothes he does wear, are 100% silk.
He is noisy because he crys all day.
He is too young to use toys to play.
I hope, he doesn’t need to wear glasses like mine,
I hope, he doesn’t feel to miss details like mine.
Though we became brothers but may not be the same.
We will be attached together even with different aims!
Rai Akash Santosh,S.1 Student,St. Margaret's Co-educational English Secondary & Primary School
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