My Little Sister
She is an amazing thing to watch in her
daily life. Like a flower opening up
to the early morning sun. Always
questioning why and trying to understand.
How can something so small in size, be
so many things at once?
She can be my playmate and she can
be my enemy; She can be so funny and
at the same time make me so mad;
She can be the perfect angel, doing as
she’s told; and she can be a little devil, trying to act so old.
She follows me around, trying to match
my every step.
But one day soon, I’ll be the one who
follows her, making sure that her every
step is safe.
Finally at night, when she’s asleep in
her bed, I look down at her and quietly
say, “She’s just my little sister…”.