She is the Only and the Best

She could go around around and around,
Yet she’ll probably end up getting lost.
Well she’s special that way, you see,
She remembers everything but her tracks.
I’d mock her for her Bad Ross Afro,
But at the end of the day, I like it the best.
Sometimes she’s a mother to me,
Sometimes I wonder how she’s my elder sister,
And sometimes, we behave like we used to, 13 years ago.
She is kind, clever, patient, and wise,
Yet we end up taking the worst life decisions together.
She is the brightest; brighter than Sirius,
Lighting up the path of hers and others around,
Yet she’d love to have her own James and Sirius.
She’s many things, but there is only one thing
That matters, to me, she’s the one thing I never had,
She’s the crazy sister with whom I can be me,
With whom I can talk, giggle and travel…
She’s special for a reason; she’s my sister.πŸ’•

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