My sister is my favorite poem,
The one I always come back to read
For a laugh, a good cry, and to feel loved
My sister and I are day and night,
She is the glow of the moon and I am the warmth of the sun
She is the sense to my chaos, and in the midst of my rage she pours her peace
My sister is everything I aspire to be
She is resilient, embodies intelligence and moves with a God-given grace
We thank God for making us sisters because we know we have hated each other otherwise
Being her little sister will forever be at the top of my gratitude prayers
Although 22 months apart, and as different as we are and look
From birth, our Mother would always dress us as twins
As we got older my sister decided she no longer wanted to be my twin
To this day I remember the way my heart broke and ached
For I had only ever known how to be her twin, her shadow
She liked the color pink and red so that meant I couldn’t like the color pink or red
but instead I had to like purple and blue
She liked her hair parted to the side so that meant
I could only wear my hair parted down the middle
So without a choice, I tried to find my own individual self but over and over I failed
I would pick out the same shirt she had and swell with tears
When she would make me pick something else out instead
I would ask for her opinion on everything before I bought it because
My sister was never wrong and her opinion of me mattered more than my own
My sister and I fight a lot
But our anger never sets with the sun
Honestly it only lasts a few minutes before we’re best friends again
Our friendship never keeps count of wrongs
Where I’ve taught my sister how to make her voice heard in a world full of background noises
Through her I have learned to make sure everyone I am around is and feels heard
No matter which way the wind blows,
I know without doubt she will always be the constant in my life
I cannot think of life without her,
Not even a version of who I would have been
My built-in-best friend, my catcher in the Rye, My homeland, my twin
As different as we are, you are my reflection in the mirror
My story began with you and so it’s only right that it will end with you
You are my favorite Poem
Perpetual Kahindo is a third-year Political Science major. PK973548@wcupa.edu