I Am
I am a nice, caring sister,
I wonder what what my sister is doing right now,
I hear her laughing and giggling,
I see her playing with her toys,
I want to be with her right now,
I am a nice, caring sister.
I pretend she is sitting right next to me,
I feel her breath on my arm,
I touch her hand to my hand,
I worry that she will not stay,
I laugh when she calls my dad funny names,
I am a nice, caring sister.
I understand she might not stay,
I say she is my favorite sister,
I dream she will never leave me,
I try to say she will stay,
I hope she will stay with me my whole life,
I am a nice, caring sister.
This poem is dedicated to my amazing sister who was adopted in 2006
Copyright © Jill Spitz | Year Posted 2011
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