Best Sisterly Poems

When I was young, I had a great disdain
for Campell's nasty soup named Alphabet.
One Saturday it was our mother's threat
we had to eat it up or home remain
and miss the matinee. How inhumane!
Mom left the room; I never will forget
the thing which I'd repeat without...

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I wish these tears would go away,
i wish i was not sad
But you mean the world to me your my sister, my best friend,
and your like a mum in one.
I no il see you again someday but its not fair,
you have to go away.
no matter...

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My sweet baby sister (AKA the traitor)
Has radars for ears and the mind of a spy,
She eavesdrops, twists facts, and then tattletales,
And proudly serves mom an elaborate lie.

I sweet talked, I begged, I bribed then I threatened,
Locked her in the bathroom and turned off the...

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Sisterly Support 

I was thinking of my sister she had a blue and a green 
eye I adored her when a child I followed her around 
“Bormann” she called me and since I was not socially
 adept she promised to look after me when old.
She...

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Why, doesn't the ocean sing?
Her melodious hum, calms all wind and soul. 
In such nights, when you sing the world to sleep,
With the skies clear and bright, 
Peace rides upon the wind.
What do you miss, dear ocean?
Is it the kiss of the silvery night queen
upon...

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I have a little china clown, he sits upon a shelf.
I got it from my sister, she bought it for herself.
But she never really loved it. That was plain to see.
So she stuffed it in a paper bag and dumped the thing on me.
...

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Once upon a time
You were here with me 
We were two of us
We were side by side
Wished upon a star

I will ask God 
To hold you tight,
Give you a kiss
for me, at night

Reflections
Your spirit
I can see,

you my
sister

Twin

a fictional tale, although based upon actual events

6/14/22...

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Oh! My brother
I’ll walk with you on this troubled road
yet hear the news with agitation
and I would say stand firm
keep hold
we will not buckle
nor will we fold

The path is long
and dusty smotes will suck
all love and care from your breast
but we’ll be firm and standing...

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