Sisterly Poems - Poems about Sisterly

I have a little china clown, he sits upon a shelf. I got it from my sister, she bought it for herself. But she never really loved it. That was plain to see. So she stuffed it in a paper bag and dumped the thing on me. ...

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Once upon a time You were here with me We were two of us We were side by side Wished upon a star I will ask God To hold you tight, Give you a kiss for me, at night Reflections Your spirit I can see, you my sister Twin a fictional tale, although based upon actual events 6/14/22...

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Oh! My brother I’ll walk with you on this troubled road yet hear the news with agitation and I would say stand firm keep hold we will not buckle nor will we fold The path is long and dusty smotes will suck all love and care from your breast but we’ll be firm and standing strong we will smite the silent foe Then gently as a flame...

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My sweet baby sister (AKA the traitor) Has radars for ears and the mind of a spy, She eavesdrops, twists facts, and then tattletales, And proudly serves mom an elaborate lie. I sweet talked, I begged, I bribed then I threatened, Locked her in the bathroom and turned off the light, I secretly hoped that she would get better: It got better...

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Why, doesn't the ocean sing? Her melodious hum, calms all wind and soul. In such nights, when you sing the world to sleep, With the skies clear and bright, Peace rides upon the wind. What do you miss, dear ocean? Is it the kiss of the silvery night queen upon the cheek of your waves? Why do you roar, It's only a...

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Sisterly Support I was thinking of my sister she had a blue and a green eye I adored her when a child I followed her around “Bormann” she called me and since I was not socially adept she promised to look after me when old. She has been dead for forty years All the women it was...

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When I was young, I had a great disdain for Campell's nasty soup named Alphabet. One Saturday it was our mother's threat we had to eat it up or home remain and miss the matinee. How inhumane! Mom left the room; I never will forget the thing which I'd repeat without regret - I took that slop and tossed it down the...

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I wish these tears would go away, i wish i was not sad But you mean the world to me your my sister, my best friend, and your like a mum in one. I no il see you again someday but its not fair, you have to go away. no matter were you are or where you go, your always be...

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