Sister
Sister, you seem to be just like me
But you are more difficult as can be.
You take my jeans, tee-shirts, and socks
That on my door I want a lock
Spending time on Facebook takes you hours
But never seems to cut into your hour long showers.
When you’re finished, the bathroom is like a pig pen
And that happens over and over again.
Sister, you love to put make-up on your face
But at times it was too wild for my taste
You taught me how to wear eyeliner
And it made my face even finer.
Your love for bracelets, neon colors, and zebra stripes
Texting, skulls, seahorses make you a unique type.
Your style is yours and people love your shoes
But wait! Some of those shoes are mine! You lose
Sister, now and then you are as stubborn as a mule
Don’t study but still get good grades at school
You’re smart, you’re clever, and have many friends
That have stuck with you through to the very end
You helped me with many difficult choices
To make me smile, you cracked me with up with your funny voices
When times for you got stressful and bad
We had each other even when we were sad.
Sister, fighting happened many times in our room
Crash, Pow, Whack, Bang, Boom
Stuff and words really flew
It ended and then we felt blue
I miss you now that you have moved away
At times I wish you could stay
Your smile is a mile wide
And that is something you should never hide
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