Mini Me

From her I learned,

What it's like to be concerned.

A constant worry,

A feeling that will never scurry.

But, I shall always be there

To provide sisterly care.

She is my rock, I swear.

From her I learned

That being alone internally burned.

However, with her,

Merrymaking could occur.

My partner in crime;

I, the goose, to her nursery rhyme.

Younger she may be,

To my heart, she is the key.

And through adorability

She is my mini me.