My Sister

A poem for my sister.

My Sister

Most people think of their other half
As being their husband, wife,
Boyfriend, girlfriend, but
My other half is my sister.
She loves to torture me,
Tickling me until I pee myself,
Making fun of the clothes I wear,
Always knowing when I took hers...
But I love it.
I love when she embarrasses me,
Because all she wants is a smile.
I smile when she is happy,
Because then she smiles back.
I hug her when she is unhappy,
She always hugs me back.
She has always been my mini mother,
My enemy,
My friend,
My protector and doctor,
And sometimes a pain...
But one thing she stays forever,
My older sister.