Don't Go
A single child may thrive
being the only one.
But
in my own opinion
siblings are more rewarding.
We wrestle and fight
become best friends and share secrets.
And to us it’s natural.
Two, Three, Four,
coming into my life and changing every aspect.
Creating something stronger than an any ionic bond
and so difficult to create elsewhere.
I wouldn’t change it for the world.
We may complain about one another
the battle cries to defend our pride.
Choosing sides
grudges held
tattles told
full out war.
Yet
when in ill health
or saddened by the world.
We take care of each other.
All the battles seems to cease
replaced by revenge towards the instigator of pain.
For our world can be so dark
yet so beautiful.
So if I sometimes worry too much
or am the reason for your pain
I’m sorry.
Because even with a bond this strong,
I could still lose you.
And that would end me.
From oldest down to youngest
I care.
And I know you care for me too.
So please
Don't go.
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