#OctPoWriMo 6 – Brother, Sister

An unwon race of growing up,
An ever overflowing cup.
Each takes turns leading the other,
Little sister, older brother

Poking, prodding, starting a fight,
Then making faces, smiling bright.
Individuals with moods so fickle,
Put themselves into a pickle.

Protective instincts dwell in each.
One to learn and one to teach.
The roles reverse from time to time
With hidden reason and silly rhyme.

They don’t realize it now.
They don’t recognize how.
Brother, sister, teacher, friend,
They’ll stick together until the end.



OctPoWriMo Prompt Day 5



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