Wednesday, 27 February 2013

She's all pine, I'm apple orchard


Spill the puzzles, she gathers them all,
Piles of troubles, she'll lead you through.

She's all pine, I'm apple orchard,
Yet she's so kind, I'm below her level.

When i'm broken, She'll lift me up till i stand tall,
Even when we're apart, i see her in my heart,

In doubt I be, she'll leave them bitten before flying away,
She knows the strangest things, yet no judgment withdrawn.

Too glad for one thing, that i learned more than anything,
Wise and blunt, strong and warm.

She's the best company, mom, wife and friend,
She's my sister, my half, a village full of everything.

Thank you Allah for sending me such sister.

Love you Kak N :)
Ngeeee




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