My sister is someone who I cannot comprehend
Never in my wildest dreams could I ever call her “Friend”
I can easily say we do not get along
She argues, she fights, she hates to be wrong
There’s not much I can say about this relation to me
Other than of her presence I wish to be set free
But if she would go away, I admit I would miss her
What can I say? After all, she is my sister
There’s nothing I can do! I will always be her brother
No matter how much I deny it, there is still no other
Even though she is behind the worst times ever had
All in all, my sister isn’t that bad
Admitting this to myself, somewhat gives me joy
But still I wonder, “What if she’d been a boy? ”
thats the way my sister and brother is. greatly expressed....good poem
Again, a very good write. Your subjects are so well chosen. Adeline
Excellent poem! It brought a big: -)) to my face. Blood is thicker than water, plus you can pick your friends, but family is family.
this was great! ! it reminded me of my sisters...and how much of a pain they are. lol. but all in all family is there for it all. great job
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
If she had of been a boy, you would love him as much as her from my knowledge of family bonds. It is in the blood and bonding you see? I am the eldest of six and most of them get on my nerves at some time or other. I don't approve of one or two of their behaviors but despite this intollerance, I still love them very much. Most of them don't talk to me anymore though! lol So that's good! An interesting write on the ties that bind us. smiling at you, Tai