Sunday, March 2, 2014

Publised Poem

Thamina,
Mymuna,
Atiya,
Muhtasim,

The four cousins never apart,
Just by a year,
our birthdays appear,

One of them is a sister,
The other two are almost,

We played and hung out,
almost everyday,
It became what I would
call the most important
part of the day,

We grew up toghether
in the same household,

We played on the see saw,
That see saw went up and down,
Two on each side,
we were perfect,

Childhood with the cousins
Was the BEST!

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