Sister, Sister.

I wish I could take you with me wherever I go.
You are the balance on my seesaw.
You are the pride of my days.
The security of my nights.

I wish I could build a house next door to yours.
With joining kitchens and laundry rooms and backyards.

You cook like my mother.
You look like my soul.

You make me laugh.
You make me comfortable.
You make me normal.

You listen.
You nod.
You space out.
You space in.

You're there for me to lift me up.
To patch me up.
To fill me up.


Happy birthday sis.
I love you.