Surfer's poem: I remember my sister

I remember my sister, in the midst of my play, a tune seems to hover, on me and on my playthings, writes Renu Khandelawal.

I remember my sister

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In the midst of my play

A tune seems to hover

On me and on my playthings.

It was the tune of my sister’s laugh.

It hums me while I am sleeping.

I remember my sister, in the early autumn morning.

The brightness of her eyes shines in the blue sky.

The smell of her hands floats in the air.

I remember my sister In the midst of my studies.

She is present in the high sky

She is present in the deep sea.

I feel that, the stillness of my sister gaze on my face.

She is all over the world

Renu Khandelawal
Rotary public school, gurgaon
renu_khandelawal@yahoo.com