Sharpness of Siblings
It happened when my sister was first born,
A sensational feeling came to heart.
The sense of protection as a fresh storm,
Her essence giving love from the start.
A bond was formed that day that won't let out,
She will be loved forever without doubt.
The swish of her hair gives me such a pride,
Even as she grows into a young bride,
She'll always be a baby in my eyes.
I love her this is the undying truth,
And this piercing protection is my proof.
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