Thursday, 24 March 2011

Poem 48- A poem for my sister

Your respect is more important
Your compliments mean more
Your positive attention is like a blessing
I know I am lucky to get
Your kindness spills over buckets
Your soul is light and beautiful
Your face is like a painting so exquisite
I feel like I should be charged entry every time I look
Oh! What chance I have that my egg was
The one fertilized after your and
We get to pass this life together
No games, no pretending
you are mine

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