I roll the red, rounded object in my hand
And give it to my sister
She pulls off the red wax and reveals the milky white cake underneath
I draw the dark blue curtains sprinkled with gold stars
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As we lie down on the grass and look upon the heavens We admire the celestial ornaments created with our gifts My sister gave me the world And I gave my sister the moon, .. very good poem. togetherness when we share eachother the little joys of life in love, that matters a lot. thank you dear Poetess. tony
Very well written love it