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A Sibling At Play
I made a sibling play But will he remember this day? I made a sibling play Among the green grass He sported a smile and did blush Made me rethink and think again Will all my effort go in vain? Twenty years hence When I would be old And would be sitting on the old bench He might be sporting a sports car Or might be partying in the bar Or vice versa I made a sibling play In the city park And ten years hence He might be coming here With his back pocket full and wide His girlfriend by his side I made a sibling play And 5 years hence He might be playing all alone With his friends and other siblings A whole lot of emotions and feelings I made a sibling play But will he remember this day One day hence He might forget my weird character And might be appreciating another baby sitter Two minutes hence The joy he has with me Might be momentary Might just be a minute fraction of that joy Of that joy That would come to him in this life hence, But for me these ten minutes Were nothing but a day never to forget? Were nothing but few moments in the limelight.
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