dear sister

how many times did we say good bye
and never say hello
how many opportunities did we take
to really get to know
each other
and some times a sister and a brother
despite their father and their mother
could to better for one another
but i know that theres still love there
though the hatered and the stryfe
used to strike like a hurricaine
but as the years have died
weve forgiven the pain
and im sorry i havent called
lifes so wild and confusing
even one thats as smart as me
cant deside if ensuing
choices will help or hinder me
plus so much shit with family
sis i cant begin to describe
but the bowers blood thats in me
it stores a wild ride
and how are things with you
the dog and significant other
or have you finally decided
its not better to be lovers
im gonna call soon sis
and ill read you this poem
to let you know i think about you
when im busy and alone
and though i wish we were closer
i know our bond is deep
and so this random writer
decided to put our love in ink