My Little Sister

 

by Aryan Gupta (20166) 11th Grade

My little sister,

As foxy as ever,

Surely looks more adorable than...

naughty.

Furious when things don’t go her way,

Fierce when I make fun of her,

But God, do believe me,

My sister, marvellous she is.

Well, I gave my parents a good time,

(Who would’ve known that),

She was about to ruin all of their time,

This sweet little girl irritating anyone (who would’ve thought!)

She did speak a lot,

She still speaks a lot,

Her tongue moves faster than a hummingbird’s wings,

Yet she never gets tired, although

We do indeed get tired of her chit-chatting all day long.

Her hair as long as Aladdin's Jasmine; 

However, not as long as her monologue at bedtime.  

A partner in crime,

A partner who’s cheated me,

A partner, unforgettable by the mortal me,

By far the somebody,

Who’s spent the majority of her life with me.

I consider my loving and caring sister, 

My supportive and doting sister, to be the one who has shaped me into

An adoring brother, an amiable son and surely in the future a responsible man. 

Well now, here I am,

Twelfth grade is knocking at the door, 

A year later, I’ll have to go,

And the only person I see crying in visions,

Is the girl who scratched me,

Played with me,

Made me happy when I hit rock bottom,

Talked to me when I needed support,

Helped me through every struggle.

All I think about today is that,

Will I,

Ever, be able to let her go,

Leave her,

And continue my life as if nothing happened?