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Sapphirewolf
My sister, a poet
With words that flow like a river
Effortlessly crafting stories
Of love, loss, and life's quiver
Her pen is her tool
Her mind a canvas of art
She paints with emotion
From the depths of her heart
Her poetry is a gift
A treasure to behold
The reflection of her soul
And a story to be told
Her words are a balm
A comfort in times of strife
My source of inspiration
For all of our life
So here's to my sister
A poet and a friend
May her words live on forever
Until the very end
With words that flow like a river
Effortlessly crafting stories
Of love, loss, and life's quiver
Her pen is her tool
Her mind a canvas of art
She paints with emotion
From the depths of her heart
Her poetry is a gift
A treasure to behold
The reflection of her soul
And a story to be told
Her words are a balm
A comfort in times of strife
My source of inspiration
For all of our life
So here's to my sister
A poet and a friend
May her words live on forever
Until the very end
Published 31st Dec 2022
Author's Note
Originally this was supposed to be a poem to tease my sister. However, I just couldn't bring myself to do it. She is also a poet and posts on this site. Her handle is Sapphirewolf, so go show her some love and check out her work!
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31st Dec 2022 5:33pm
💙😍 not what i was expecting at all! You are the sweetest brother. 👊 fist bump for your rhymes! It was very good and flowed so well!
31st Dec 2022 8:24pm
