My request to my Sister
I can make you laugh at a joke,
To apologize for the words I spoke,
I feel sorry for how I behave,
And feel thanks for what you gave,
You are more than a sister to me,
Like a tall, well grown love's tree,
I say sorry for all my mistakes,
More sweetly than that of cakes,
I just not want to lose your smile,
Which makes the land of my heart fertile,
An' that's how my poem I finish,
By serving 'THANK YOU' in my sister's dish.
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