Raja Basu, my indian brother

He is my brother,
not by flesh and blood
not same of mother's womb.
He is my brother by heart
and ilove him so much.

He is worth more than money,
genius and good looks,
he is my brother who enjoys,
helping others.

He dont think about himself,
but he thinks of others,
he is not afraid to ask help
when he needs it.
And,
when he is wrong,
he graciously admits,
he pursue reality
he laughs heartily.

[...] Read more

poem by Mercy Ferriols
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!