one year ago in a faraway land,
i watched you go, squeezing my hand.
my heart was crying, so were my eyes,
as time was turning, anti-clock-wise.
rolling back you forced a smile,
making life changes all the more worthwhile.
-three hundred and sixty five days later-
the sound of my voice you honestly heard.
the squeak. the whisper. the little tiny bird.
a whole new world simulating a newborn.
a past so cruel. gone. vanished. torn.
that adorable smile as your eyes sparkle,
makes me want to believe. instead i marvel.
that bionic bravery of yours inspires my mind.
you're the muse i was desperately trying to find.
the five different types of laughter amuse me.
you're the long lost light of my life, my lovely.
somewhere along the way you became my best friend,
the only real beginning to my long lost loose end.
and as i try to scribble this raw rhyming verse,
staying true to myself, without making it worse,
i think of all the things we've been through together,
survival of the fittest in good and bad weather.
so before words stop rhyming as i reminisce,
and before this is over, i want you to know this..
you mean the world to me, sis.
oh, and one last thing, how about that kiss?