This is how he is
There’s a boy, a little crazy,
Carefree, joyful, full of life,
A little naughty, a little stubborn,
Yet his heart shines pure and bright.
He’s his brother’s greatest treasure,
The pride of the family home,
His laughter fills every corner,
Turning emptiness into warmth.
A little irresponsible at times,
But his intentions always true,
One smile after every mistake,
And somehow all feels new.
He shares his brother’s belongings,
Takes them without asking why,
And when he’s caught red-handed,
Just laughs it off with a shy smile.
He teases his brother every day,
Mischief is his style,
But if his brother ever feels low,
He stands guard all the while.
Sometimes innocent like a child,
Sometimes a hero in disguise,
He lights up every gathering
With sparkle in his eyes.
His anger flashes like lightning,
Yet his heart stays soft within,
For the ones he loves, he’d fight the world
Without fear or hesitation.
Dreams shimmer in his eyes,
His steps carefree and free,
Living life with laughter
Is his greatest mastery.
Mischief is his identity,
His smile his greatest art,
Just as he is — unique and rare,
Forever close to every heart.
There’s a boy, a little crazy,
A little playful, deeply kind,
A piece of his brother’s heart,
And the family’s brightest light.
-Shivanya
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