An acrostic – II

As I was in search of love
She cared for me like a dove
Heartily she canoodles me &

Obviously her gentle nuzzles
Knocks out all my hassles


Pampering and perfecting me, she
Refurbishes all my senses
And she is my darling sister, personified with love
Bestowed to me by the almighty
Having so high regards for her
Unrestrained love for her, I express

Written with fond thoughts of my darling sister, Kalaivani

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