She Is My Sister

She is my sister

Her fragility

Tiny hands

Pull my finger

Eyes blend with the sky

Her head falls back,

But my hand's there to stop it

No worries cross her mind

Skies in her dream blend

With the tint in her cheeks

That fragility

Like iron hitting a box of sand

Rocking her

As her eyes fall closed

And she relaxes

She is my sister

I love her with my life

She opens her eyes,

As her mouth opens

To a child's cry.

My heart opens to her,

Like it has never done before

To fondle gently with her hands,

A dream come true.

Her eyes wide with a child-like curiosity

I play with her

I love her

Her eyes say nothing but innocence

That little one

She is my sister

Author's Note

I really want a younger sister.

Reviews

[¿]

Too lovely, and I was pulled by title here to read this....I've also got a bubbly sister...she isn't too elder than me...when the question comes who's my best friend at first she's the only answer ......she's one of the greatest blessing of my life...I so wish she could see I'm writing this review but she always thinks I flatter her too much so let that be ;).....thanks for sharing this...tis a great read! Almighty's grace be upon you and your sister :)

[Treble]

Thank you so much! I actually don’t have a sister, but thank you!

[¿]

Oh, you're heartedly welcome😊!

[brenda]

aaaaw!!!! this is super cute i love it !:) me too sadly im an only child is good and bad :)

[Treble]

Thanks!

[Rae]

Aww! I love it!