MY SIBLINGS AND I
Thou a gift from above that I treasure Your gentle criticism and love so tender Bring goodness in my heart.
Mother taught us to respect each other
That will never bring us to shame As we never put each other in disgrace.
Looking for each other all the time
For slavery is not a mere tale As bondage of poverty is not a dream.
Hold on to the promises of fate That giving up is not a fortune
For our destiny abounds in faith.
The author is Teacher II at San Pablo Integrated School