My Sister And I

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My sister and I got into a fight.

We grimaced and we snarled with all our might!

I pulled at her hair, I pulled at her dress-

I thought it was great to see her a mess.

She smacked me, she poked me -  all with a grin.

There was no darn way that I’d let her win!



It’s quite a good thing our mother came by.

We got sent to our rooms, and had a cry.

In half an hour, we came out once more

And on our faces, timid smiles we wore.

I’m sorry Mother and I’m sorry Sis.

Next time we get angry, let’s hug and kiss.

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pkpbc1950's picture

Fleur, this one certainly brings back memories. Only my sister and I usually came out of our room ready to fight all over again....No hugs and kisses for us! LOL!
Great poem!

:) Tricia

salphire5's picture

My Sister And I

Hahaha Tricia. Yess...and thank you.