My sister is toddler.
a fat chubby piece of fat moving
around, jumping, bobbing, running, laughing,
singing, sleeping, eating, playing, reading,
writing, cutting and learning.
Despite her size and height,
she is stlil my little sister,
my one and only and my favourite
sister,
even though she drew in my books
she cut my photos, she played
with my homework, my sister is
my sister and no one can change that.
I found that out today at her friend's
celebration, a thing that I have never
thought about before, but it's true -
she's not so bad afterall.
No comments:
Post a Comment