by Sheetalsatwant Sidhu (17)
Amity University, Noida
You, my dear sister,
Are the warmest blanket,
The strongest shield,
The purest heart,
That protects me, cares for me.
Your happiness is directly proportional to mine.
You give me warmth in my cold days,
When your hands are held in mine.
I feel the world’s greatest treasure is possessed by me.
This poem has been published in the October 2015 issue of The Teenager Today.