This poem is for you Rishav...
I Have a Little Brother,
I Like Him, I Love Him.
He Plays With Me,
And I Play With Him.
He Is a Good Boy,
I want Him To Be More Good.
He Will Be Quiet
When He Does Not Want Something,
He Will Cry When He is Hungry and
When He Wants Any Otherthing.
He is My Brother Always,
I Love My Rishav Always!!!