My brother and I fight all day,
For toys, turns and games to play.
He hides my things and laughs so loud,
Then runs away so very proud!
But when I’m sad, he hugs me tight,
And makes me giggle through the night.
We quarrel, shout, and then make it right
He’s my best friend, my heart’s delight!

Poem Written By: P Ayansh Kartikeya, Grade 4A, Advita International School, Karimnagar
