Being Her Big Sissy

by

Heather Nicole Luther

Here I am
Nearly fifteen years old,
And I have a baby sister coming
That I can’t wait to hold.

This innocent life is coming here
With an innocent mind,
But what I fear about being her big sissy
Is that I won’t be the right kind.

My sister is going to be so little
And about life, she won’t have a clue,
So I have to try to be
The one she can look up to.

Being her big sissy won’t be easy
And I probably won’t be perfect,
But my only hope is to make for her
A lasting positive effect.

I’ll be her be sissy
And make her giggle all the time,
And I’ll be there to know that
Nothing she does will be a crime.

I’ll be around to
Play games with her toes,
And I’ll be there to watch her sleep
And to tickle her nose.

As she gets older
I’ll still be around,
And no matter how old she gets
To her pinky, I’ll still be bound.

Down the road
I’ll be there to give her advice,
And I’ll help her with anything
No matter the price.

And once we get to be old women
All wrinkled and gray,
We’ll sit on the porch together
And watch the day fade away.
No matter my age
There’ll be one thing for which I won’t be too busy,
And that one and only thing will be
Being her big sissy.

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