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My brother, you are like a part of my soul. We share joy and sorrow together. I want your eyes to know neither troubles nor tears even in the midst of life.
May your life be joyful and bright, Like a ray of sunshine on a spring day. Your family is always with you. I love you, my brother, happy birthday!
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Happy birthday, dear brother! Reliable and faithful friend! Be healthy, loved, rich, Be the first in difficult matters!
And I wish you a lot of happiness, a life of long, long years! Let good luck and luck follow you!
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It's my brother's birthday. Congratulations, my dear. I want you and I to always be united.
I am ready to lend my shoulder, I know you are always with me. Let only happiness be measured, It will be a tricky fate.
Be healthy, loved, of course, cheerful and always rich. I am always very happy about your success, brother.
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I am glad that my brother, Incredible and cool “KEP”, If someone offends you, he will immediately hit you with the “drawbar”, He will not sing songs in disputes.
I wish my brother on his birthday, To put “Device” on all problems, I wish you inspiration with the girls, So that you can “hook up” with each one, without questions.
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Beloved brother! Have a wonderful holiday! Happy cherished day in your destiny! Huge, pure, bright joy, All earthly blessings to you forever! May you dream well - After all, dreams delight your heart, And everything you wish for yourself will come true very quickly!
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There is no dearer soul in the world than my brother, my assistant and friend. He will give his hand, he will not change, He will understand, others will not understand.
Surprise
L. Zelenevskaya We made toys for the Christmas tree ourselves: And Santa Claus With a big mustache, And the little Snow Maiden In a rich fur coat... And all this is a secret From my younger brother. He is in the room next to him, on a soft bed, he lies down comfortably and sleeps sweetly. And we are slowly gathering today to prepare a New Year's Surprise for Him! There’s just so much missing on our Christmas tree! Here is a cheerful clown dancing with pigs. Here is the golden rain flowing down the branches. Here is a fluffy bunny, And next to it is the firebird... All that remains is to hang on a branch with a peg Only a red ball, And the tree is removed. Suddenly we hear a little brother’s voice from the room: “Hang the little red ball higher!”
Poems from the cycle “Younger Brother”
Agnia Barto Younger brother Bird voices rang, Lilacs bloomed in the garden, Andryusha was born in the spring On one good day. The father is proud of the boy, And Sveta - She is six years old - Shouts to her little brother: - Well done for being born into the world! Two sisters look at their brother Two sisters look at their brother: - Small, awkward, Can’t smile, Only frowns! The younger brother sneezed in his sleep, the sisters rejoice: - Now the child is growing up, He sneezed like an adult! Swimming Swimming! Bathing! The house is full of people! A whole group of people are heating water in the kitchen. And mom in a white skirt, like a captain from the wheelhouse, gives the command cheerfully: - Hurry up, bring the buckets, soap dishes and sponges! My brother is surprised by all this fuss: Why does he need to swim? He's already doing well! In the bath, the smart guy just narrows his eyes: Lying here, perhaps, is better than in a stroller!
Sveta thinks: In the morning the garden is in radiance, in splendor, Dew is burning on the bushes, Above the stroller the curtains have risen like sails. The breeze shakes the leaves. Sveta thinks: “What if the boy notices everything? He’s lying there, looking around... We’ll forget the book in the garden, Or we’ll climb the fence - Little brother will look at us, He’ll take an example from his sisters!” Sveta, the elder sister, says angrily to her brother: “When you grow up, don’t even think about fighting, like we did yesterday!” Mosquitoes Everyone was exhausted from the heat. It’s cool in the garden now, But the mosquitoes bite so much that at least run out of the garden! Marina, the younger sister, fights mosquitoes. A mosquito has a stubborn disposition, but she is more stubborn! She will drive them away with her hand, They will spin again. She shouts: “What a shame, they attacked a baby!” And mom sees from the window how brave Marina is fighting alone in the garden with a squad of mosquitoes. There are two mosquitoes sitting on the baby's finger again! Marina, brave sister, Clap the blanket! She killed the mosquitoes - They will forget how to bite!.. But a loud roar is heard from the Frightened brother. Thunderstorm A thunderstorm begins, It got dark at noon, Sand flew into my eyes, There were flashes of lightning in the sky. The wind blows through the flower beds in the green square, drafts burst into the house, the doors swung open. Sisters, come to the room quickly - Mom is not at home. Maybe little Andrey will be afraid of thunder! A fire broke out in the sky, the pines rustled, the sisters, like watchmen, stood by the bed. But the brother is quite calm - He didn’t notice the lightning, He pulled out his hands and is happy And lies there, satisfied. The Cap of Light quietly whispers to Brother in confidence: “I am sewing you a Blue cap.” I’ll sew until the evening, Tomorrow I’ll get up early... - The younger brother trustingly looks at Svetlana. But three months have passed, the younger brother has grown up: Soon he won’t fit in his bed. My brother has become stronger and matured over the summer. The blue cap is ready. The craftswoman cries with bitter tears, Complains to her mother: “The cap is no good!” Scary bird A bird sat on the window, Brother closed his eyes in fear: What kind of bird is this? He's afraid of her! This bird has a sharp beak and ruffled feathers. Where is mom? Where are the sisters? Well, now I'm gone. - Who offended you, son? - Mom laughed. - You saw a sparrow behind the window frame. The house woke up at dawn The house woke up at dawn - You could hear the saw Ringing in the yard, It gave a voice. You can hear the ax knocking... The ax fell silent, They started the firewood in the stove and had a quiet conversation. The kettle in the room sang: “I’m ready! I'm boiling! Drink hot tea, turn off the kettle!” The chime of the clock, and the creaking of doors, and the clinking of dishes, Little Andrey hears in the morning through his sleep. The younger brother got used to these sounds and voices. He himself screams the loudest - You can hear the sonorous cry of a child in the house in the morning. Rattle How big Andryushka is sitting on the carpet in front of the porch, He has a toy in his hands - a rattle with a bell. The boy looks - what a miracle? The boy is very surprised. He doesn’t understand: where is this ringing coming from? Conversation with mom The son calls: - Agu, agu! - Like, stay with me. And in response: “I can’t, I’ll wash the dishes.” But again: - Aha, aha! - You can hear it with renewed vigor. And in response: “I’m running, I’m running, Don’t be angry, my dear!” Carrot juice is suppressing the weeds, the pea bushes, and the carrots are barely visible - In general, things are bad. Carrots won't grow like that, it won't do any good! Two sisters went out weeding again today. Marinka has two hands, And Sveta has two hands; Good job: Watch out, weeds! We worked for an hour - And, perhaps, that’s enough. Will drink carrot juice in a month, brother. Mom goes to work The son recognizes his parents - He’s not so small anymore. But I didn’t recognize my mother in the dark jacket today. - This is mom in uniform! - His sister keeps telling him: - She’s on duty on the platform, it’s time for her to work. Well, the heart is not a stone! Andrey is not angry, he recognized his mother’s voice and reached out to her. In honor of Andrey , the Oak tree shakes its head, The pine trees rustle with their branches, and the autumn garden is showered with wet pine needles in the morning. But today, in honor of Andrey, the sun has become kinder: Today the boy is six months old - Here comes the clear weather! There will be dancing in honor of Andryusha, the yard is full of children. A boy looks from a stroller at the dancing sisters. He sits like a spectator in a box, He has a bouquet in his hands. He would have danced himself too, but there is no stability! Children's program The bugler's song flows, delighting the pioneers. In the morning the radio sings loudly and loudly. The sisters are very fond of both Songs of young Leninists, Conversations about studies They listen and are not lazy. They say to Andryusha, Little Brother: “And it’s good for you to listen to how to learn grammar.” And when Andryusha cries, You need to turn on the radio: Only a children's choir can, A choir from a children's program, Shout out the baby. Meeting Not in a passenger car, Not in a shaking cart - My brother is driving along the pavement In his own stroller. From hill to hill Through the city of Zagorsk. Suddenly, out of nowhere, like a princess in a fairy tale, a girl in a stroller is riding importantly down the hill. From hill to hill Through the city of Zagorsk. But the stroller is gone - the stranger has disappeared. Andryusha looked after him and cried loudly. On the slope On the slope, Having settled down on the grass, The girls are waiting - The train will appear. The distant one buzzes and rushes past, rushing shrouded in clouds of smoke. The Gudkov sisters listen to the roll call: - Dad will drive the train now! The girls know: At fourteen thirty, Dad's train rushes past the station. The taller sisters lifted their brother up: Let him see how the carriages rush by. It's getting cold, there's wind on the terrace, it's cold in the stroller! Andreika is wearing quilted jackets, sweatshirts, mittens, Andreika has a striped scarf brought by her sisters. He sits, barely breathing, in a colorful padded jacket. Like a pole, the baby was equipped by the sisters. - Get used to the cold! Sveta explains. “And winter comes to us, and not just summer.” Shoes The shoes fit my brother: Not too small, not too big. They put them on Andryushka, But he hasn’t moved yet - He mistook them for a toy, He doesn’t take his eyes off the shoe. The boy is smart, with care, busy with new clothes: Now he strokes the shoes, Now he pulls the laces, Andrei sat down and raised his leg, He licked the shoe with his tongue... Well, now it’s time to hit the road, You can take the first step!
Beautiful and touching poems about brother and sister
In the world of luck, hope and evil We are created as one, without dividing: Brother and sister - two hands, two wings, Sun and sky, water and earth!
We will forgive each other all insults, We will share the troubles with you in half. Brother and sister... We will be able to bear everything, Everything that fate has given to you and me!
There are friends and acquaintances, but I will tell them, without hiding anything: Brother and sister on earth are still two halves of a single “I”!
I am you, you are me. We are two dreams, we are two streams, the whole in the eternal universe! You are me, I am you, Like two streams, like two dreams, Life has one direction.
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You don’t always understand right away what and who the elder brother is. Why do you live together, Why is you not always happy,
Why do you fight often, Why does he offend you? And anyway, where did he come from? Infringes on your rights.
But over the years you realize: An older brother is equally a best friend, And you immediately understand everything, After all, a brother is better than girlfriends.
The elder brother will never offend you, He will help you in trouble, And he will not say that he hates You, He will support you everywhere!
He can never be rude, he will bring water in the heat. And he will help you with your problems, he will understand everything, and will not judge your sister.
And then, maybe, when time passes, He will ask advice from a friend, from his younger sister, with whom he himself has never interacted rudely...
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A brother without a sister is like a wedding without a bride, After all, this is torment, not life! What's a sister without a brother? To be honest, a Sister without a brother is a body without a soul.
A sister without a brother - stains on the sheet, Thorns in the braids, beer on the table... A sister with her brother - in a silk scarf, Champagne in a glass, brother, pour it!
A brother without a sister - annoying aunts, a draft in the fly, a vacuum in the soul. Brother with sister - a subtle shade of perfume, Cozy in the house, in life and in general!
Brother and sister... Why, fate, were you silent?! Did you hide the beating of hearts from each other?! Sister and brother - two lives, two beginnings, Two hearts, two souls, one end!
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We need each other more than it might seem. Day and night to the rescue, winter and summer. You won't leave me in trouble, I have no right to swear. But I will never tell you about this.
There is no one more dear than us. There are no relatives and no dearer. Every time only support saves you from misfortune. You were always there. I wanted to be there too. Just remember that there is no closer than family.
We are not alike at all. But only for someone. Our thoughts will converge - No answer needed. Maybe you'll become stricter. You are my brother - that's a lot. But I will never tell you about this.
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What could be better wealth than having a brother? With whom, as if behind a wall, He is the most faithful and dear. He will always protect his sister, He will protect him from all problems, And no matter what happens in life, He will always remain beautiful - And the most sensitive, and warm-hearted, The kindest, simply humane. Whatever the problem, he will always help! Having a brother is like a reward, You don’t need more to be happy. Thank you for being given by God, My best brother in the world.
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It's great that you and I are brother and sister. Brother and sister, which means they are not strangers. This means that we: both you and I, We, mean something to each other in this world. And sometimes we think about us, And even our thoughts are nearby somewhere, And sometimes, and by the way, every time We don’t tell anyone about it. As if it’s a little secret of just two dear hearts. Only yours and mine. We don't care about other secrets. How great it is that we are brother and sister with you!
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You bring me warmth and joy, With you next to me it’s easy, It’s wonderful to be your sister, It’s sunny in my heart.
Let life suddenly scatter, I’ll rush to you in any area, Let it not separate us, We’ll find a reason to meet.
I want my brother to be happy, I want you to always be lucky, And life is spread like a carpet of love, To spite all sorrows.
And I believe that everything will be like this, I deserve the best in fate, And if someone offends you, let him come straight to me.
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Anna Ostrovskaya - Conversation with my brother
Hello brother. Well, how are you there? Can you laugh in heaven? If yes, then smile at me with a rainbow. I have completely forgotten how to give up. And I stupidly believe in Happiness... What else do I have left? This, you know, is the last meaning. Look how the sky marks those whom to trust and believe. Here I again believe in Miracles. Why laughing? Well, really, brother. Friendship - you know, such a thing, without which we would be animals. When I choose a friend, he always looks like you. I weave wonderful threads, weightless webs... With this friendship I heal the heart. It’s as if I’m immersed in light. And suddenly the sun rises in my soul... You should have seen this picture! I don't cry for you anymore. There is no guilt, no resentment. He's just like you. High cheekbones. And just as principled. If he smiles, the sun will rise, and if he pouts, it will rain. I look at him and believe: yes, there are such secrets. A place in my heart is filled - instead of those whom I will not return. Instead of those who are gone forever and for whom I am tired of crying. Can I, brother, just understand and love the living? I say goodbye to you. I know: you are with me, and life is not enough to remember and believe in a miracle and to be like a miracle. I got my wings from you. Understanding: everything passes. I learn to catch and take every glimpse of goodness and happiness. I still have tenderness about you. I have years left for myself, I need to multiply them and color them with meaning, I need to fill them with joy. Smile at me from my sleep, from my heart. I am looking for my dragon, I bypass the princes, comparing them all with you. I will never forget you. I remember the love and support. Now I will take this tenderness of yours, like wings, with me. Give me a rainbow smile, brother. I'm tired of looking for pitfalls, I'm tired of not trusting people, of avoiding other people's sins. Let the autumn rains wash away all the worries and fears from your heart. I let go... And I smile. I smile at you from my dreams.
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Alesya Protasenya - Brother, you and I are two soul mates.
Two souls warmed by parental love. Two lumps that were once in my mother's womb. For nine months they fed on her air and blood. We grew up together, we matured together. And each of us was loved in our own way. They gave all the tenderness and warmth to you and me. And the best of everything went to two. What a pity that the years have flown by unnoticed! I have become an adult, and you have become an adult. Family, work, and a little time for fun from this hustle and bustle. Thank you brother for not forgetting about me! You are always there to help if needed. And despite your family life, you find a moment for your sister. Today is your birthday. I want to congratulate you, dear. I wish you health, happiness and leave all the bad things behind you. Let joy fill your soul. Accompanying everything, success everywhere. You know that I love you brother. For me, you are the best in the world.
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Alesya Protasenya - Brother from sister
In this life I don't have to pretend. Everything that I can entrust to you in my soul, my joys, my worries, my sorrows, how good it is that I have you. I know that no matter what happens, you will come to the rescue. You won’t leave, you won’t leave, but you will only be glad. Lend me your shoulder, maybe even your hand. You are my blood, you are my little brother. I ask you to remember, if life suddenly twists you and I, you and I are two halves, best friends, We always need to stick together. Under no circumstances should you quarrel. I came today to congratulate you. Since you and I are inextricably linked forever, may you be happy and loved throughout your life. Because you are a good and reliable person.
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Brother
I'm happy that I have a brother. Cheerful, wonderful, lively. Sometimes gloomy, dissatisfied, Studying overloads his brain... I feel so warm when he's around. And before we quarreled with him And we couldn't even think What kind of surprise fate would give us... Now we're together in one at home We live and see each other always, You don’t have to go far away to see the features of your dear and beloved face.
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Irina Baldina to Brother
You exist in the world - and this is happiness! I'm lucky to be your sister! You don’t abandon me in grief and bad weather, You are always with me, and I am with you!
I remember, brother, I was still a little girl - Harmful, restless, funny... You forgave me for torn books, Stupid questions at one o'clock at night...
I remember the tickles until I dropped, I loved them with all my soul... And the pieces of delicious chocolates that you saved for me alone.
I remember, I remember our gatherings, You taught me to read, write... Paper airplanes, crafts - I never got bored with you...
You never tripped me up, You never abandoned me! You took off your last clothes, So that I wouldn’t catch a cold in my life...
Know, brother, you are very dear to me! I love you with all my heart and soul! You are my friend, mentor and psychologist, I am my sister, and you are my dear brother!
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You were the kindest and good brother
You were the kindest and nicest brother, Always with a smile on your lips. I remember your ringing laughter, the one that spread on your lips. You were someone I was proud of for a long time, and I’m still proud of you now. He called me a stupid girl when he saw that I was needlessly angry. You promised those who would offend me to tear off all their legs and arms, and I laughed loudly, trying to understand the meaning of your words. I realized you were serious. You wouldn't let anyone hurt me. But if so, why today, I’m alone, and you’re not next to me? You left without saying a word to me, And I was left here alone, completely alone. And where is the word given by you, in which I said, where are you, I am always there? Everything is empty. And let it not rhyme. At first I was very angry with you. He called me his beloved sister, And he left without even saying, yet. But the resentment towards you disappeared suddenly, When I understood the whole essence of your action. I'm not angry anymore. And it's true. I finally understood why I left...
Poems about twins
Two envelopes in the stroller
Valentina Kosheleva Two envelopes in a stroller, Apparently they are sons. Identical eyes, Identical dreams. Two smiles for mom at once, Life gave two worries, Two destinies, a double exam, Two hopes, two wings.
Where is Petya, where is Seryozha?
Samuel Marshak The Komarov brothers are so similar to each other. Where is Petya, where is Seryozha, I can’t say. Only grandmother and mother can distinguish between them. I can't tell you which one is younger. Petya will soon be five, and so will Seryozha. Petya threw a snowball and hit the window. They say: Seryozha hit the glass with a snowball. Who broke the cup on the buffet with a ball? Petya had nothing to do with it, but it was a disaster for Petya. *** The doctor mixes them up, - They are so similar! Drinks castor oil for two Sometimes Seryozha. On holiday, dad treated the whole family to ice cream. Petya ate his share, and then Serezhin’s. *** Petya and Seryozha entered kindergarten. Petya was given a brand new robe in the hallway. And they say to Seryozha: “You’re being greedy!” I got one robe, and that's enough for you! *** Nanny Petya endlessly With a soft sponge of soap, To wash away the Blue ink from his face. I washed off the streak on my cheek and nose with a sponge. Just finished bathing, he's covered in ink again! The boy’s nanny chides: “Petya!” What is this?! And Seryozha says: “Nanny, I’m Seryozha!” *** Petya and Seryozha go to the hairdresser. They lead Petya by the hand, and Seryozha too. A moment later the hairdresser cut Petya’s head. His head now looks like a watermelon. As soon as he walked out the door, Seryozha entered the door... The hairdresser says: “You were recently shaved!” I haven’t yet shaken off your hair from my robe, And now you’ve grown all over again - Look how shaggy! Apparently, your hair grows in five minutes! Are there enough hairdressers for you in the world, If children get their hair cut ten times an hour? *** One day, a mischievous boy, Perepelkin Grishka, climbed over the fence into their yard. Grishka is a guy of about eight years old, such a big guy! - And in front of the younger children he boasts of his strength. He says: “Hey, little ones!” Let's run the race! I announce a summer cross - From the porch to the barn. Give me three clicks on my nose if I lose. Or I, guys, will give you three clicks for memory! Grishka loves to offend those who are younger. But Seryozha Komarov agrees with him to run away. And Petya Komarov Hidden among the firewood at the gate of the barn, waiting for Grishka. One two three four five! Grishka started to run. He ran, barely breathing, sweating, and saw the baby, running up to the gate. He was very surprised, he even made a face because he mistook Petya for Seryozha. - You're running too quietly! - The baby tells him. - Sit down, long-legged one, take a rest from the road! - I don’t want to rest. Let's run with you again! Ten times faster I can run! - OK! - Petya says. - Let's run home. Whoever gets ahead of whom will give a click to the other! One two three four five! Grishka started to run. He gallops faster and faster, and Seryozha is waiting for Grishka at the door. - Come on, Grishka, where is your nose? You lost this cross! *** They say that from that time on, lanky Grishka never went to see his little brothers in the yard.
Twins
N. Naydenova Sanya, Vanya - well done, They are twin brothers. Sanya is happy and Vanya is happy, they go to kindergarten together. They really love drawing and figure skating. And such a coincidence: They have a birthday together!
Cities separate us...
Sisters and brothers do not always live next door to each other. Very often, having fled from the parental nest, relatives find themselves in different cities, or even in different countries, on different continents. It becomes so difficult to maintain a family connection, but there is no way without it, because no one will understand and give practical advice like a sister.
Even if your loved one is far away, you can find a lot of ways to send poems to your beloved sister. It is very important to show your loved one signs of attention not only on holidays, but also just to show your emotional affection. Especially if twin sisters find themselves far from each other, who will be connected throughout their lives, whether they wish it or not, by an invisible thread of spiritual connection.
Technologies today have gone far ahead; if previously only letters helped to contact relatives, and even those took weeks, or even months, today the residents of our country have many ways to convey a message: by landline or mobile phone, by e-mail, through social networks. networks, via Skype, etc. Just think, you can recite a beautiful poem about your sister in real time, even if the culprit of this significant event is thousands of kilometers away! Don’t forget to pamper your loved ones with attention and often look at the pages of our website to find new poetic lines to express your feelings!
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Elena Stekvashova
There is a noisy battle in the bathroom - Brothers are sinking ships. Vitaly’s frigate entered the battle and the command sounds: “Fire!” At this point Sashka goes into a rage, the cry flies: “Board!” Water is dripping somewhere, the neighbors are ringing the doorbell. Well, think about it, the trouble is - the children were playing.
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You now have two children. What can I wish you on such a day? So that each of them becomes worthy, So that everyone knows what love is,
I wish you a lot of happiness, because you are a wonderful family. We are all in the power of the Lord, I wish you joy, friends!
