Under My Sofa

Sister

Your eyes in the morning are greeny-brown
Curly hair sticks to a sleepy frown
The reside lines of nightmares' rounds
But you'll sleep sweet and sound
Through the wind and the snow

I swear it, I'll do my best
To give you more rest
And more time in the spilling sun
To shriek and run
Like the child you are
Without those wearied lines that mar
Your freckle spattered skin

Lines that come from within
I'll race you, let's go
Through the wind and the snow
We exist in a cacophony
A failed harmony
Of discordant notes
We're together I hope
And together we'll cope

Your eyes are greeny-brown when you wake
And for your sake
I try to keep them that way
Try to make sure they stay
Though it's not child's play
Like you deserve
I can't make music the way you do
But I can kiss your forehead and lace up your shoes
I'm not perfect that's true

But I write you in wind and snow
I write that I'll never go
And I take an eraser and rub out the lines
And I think that you'll find
We're of the same mind

I zip us in an old oversized hoodie
To share body heat and dreams
And I know you it seems
Better than anyone

I know that you love to run
And hate hiding from the sun
Wear your hair in a bun
And find dresses aren't so fun

As shorts and a t-shirt
So I'll sweep away the hurt
Brush grazes free of dirt
Try not to be too curt

I swear it, sister, I do all I know
Go as far as I'll ever go
To get you through the wind
And get you through the snow

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Hi, guys

So, after posting a poem about my little brother, I thought it was only fair to have one about my sister up as well.

This is quite an old poem, (in fact I really hate it), but I let her choose which one she wanted up, and this was it.

Hope you still enjoyed it a bit.

Alex xxx