IN YOUR FOOTSTEPS

I followed in your footsteps;
I wanted to be just like you -
My big sister, you fascinate me;
Yet thoughts are inconsistent too.

I imitated the way you dressed,
The way you wore your hair -
Knowing that your smile said
You'd not always be there.

Your footsteps no longer echo
In the hall, no "Hi, I'm Home";
Yet you still fascinate me -
Inconsistent and alone.

Now I know that you are you
While I am left to be me -
Yet you are my role model
Everything I hoped to be.

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