For Santy

a poem by Sumita Jagannathan

You are one of a kind
a kind that’s hard to describe
just when I think I have you pinned
you escape and give me a surprise
If I think I’m right
You think that I am wrong
when I feel that I am wrong
You help me put things right
We are total opposites
complements, some might say
what with fights and stupid mails
We lose precious nights and day
You are not perfect, neither am I
we are as different as can be
If only we could come together
and see what brother-sister love can be.