Siblings, oh siblings, I love my siblings, they are better and more special than friends. But how and why is it that I always seem so unkind, inconsiderate, spiteful and etc. though I claim to love them as siblings? After quarrels, I always cry in my heart and ask why I had to blabber out words that would tear the bonds of my siblings and I. Sometimes I wished that I would never talk anymore. As I grow up, I notice that my siblings really care about me, they may be harsh with me but it's called "hard love". It also turns out that I am quite bad (you know about not respecting them and all that) to them. I suppose I also did a number of bad things to them when I was younger (tearing, colouring and taking their stuff without permission). I could've been better and closer to them. I recently start to realise (about 2 years ago) that they were humorous, gracious and so cool (the REAL cool, not physically), etc. They are just so GREAT! I thank GOD for being born into this family. GOD BLESS!
Saturday, 16 June 2007
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2 comments:
yes of cos your brother is great you better treat him with respect.
Duh, I'm trying, but you must also treat me with respect.
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