For Umair Iftikhar | Word Lingers
After passing a decade Many memories do fade It'll happen ne'er so If you have a big bro Lots of laughters, lots of love His rank in life all above When her sorrows need a mend He will be there as a friend He consoles the little chap When she has much crap Whenever has a bit of leisure Will be there for her pleasure Seeing smears of her tears He becomes full of fears To share the cause when she lingers Wipes the tears with his fingers A person with the limpid thought What a blessing has she got by R.R