Thursday, August 21, 2014

Poetry

My Sister
The best friend I'll ever have,
is with me through and through,
even if we fight,
as sisters always do,
she's here for me through thick and thin,
and I am quite the same,
even if some of the stuff she does is really lame,
she's kind and sweet and funny,
and though sometimes she's a pain,
she always seems to find the tiny rainbow in the rain,
sure, we have our moments,
where things look at their end,
but until the day I die,
she'll be my closest friend.


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