Sister Poem by Tricia Whyte

Cut from the same cloth they say,
I know a few who
Would argue that point of view
For where you stand strong
I often stray in the wrong

On your worst given day
I will never see you cry
But let my nail break
You are sure to hear me whine

Mother and Father made us both,
This much I know is true
If I look in the mirror
I will never see you
Honey and salt make a sassy taste
That is why you and I will never hate

For as long as there is day
There will be a night
Where ever I am
What ever I may do
You will be
My source of light

We have the same features
Eyes, cheeks and smile
If it comes down to
Who is better?
You are ahead of me by miles

So my dear sister
I will not let you down
I will walk in your shadow
With out a frown

Oil and water never mix
Night and day rarely shake hands
Yet through out time
My dear sister
Our lives will always be entwine