By day and night, in all I do,
I help my brother, this is true.
I always care, never rest,
To help him is my greatest quest.
A cake or candy, sweet and small
He cannot finish it at all.
But I am his brother, strong and tall
I help him gladly, best of all.
I check his toys and make it right.
I test them well with all my might.
So, when my brother’s safe to play,
The toys are his, hip-hip-hooray.
And when he says:”Please lift me high,
I want to look above the sky”
I raise him up without delay,
To watch the rooftops far away.
In all I do, both night and day
I help my brother, come what may.
But sometimes, though I try my best,
I can not bring him back to rest.
My brother
© Copyright: Лана Луканова, 2025
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