The Little Sister

 

 

I survey my kingdom from the throne

Many have gathered today in my honor

It is my date of birth and they come to pay homage

 

They come from near and far

Regal costumes were worn

I myself wore a red cape

And a hat for a crown

 

Until this point, I’ve always been the younger sister

Still younger technically but now I’ve come of age

Make no mistake I love my big sister with all my heart

Nobody messes with her without dealing with me

She’s Four

I’m now Three

 

I think I’ve always been aware

When I was born I knew my mother and clung to her

My father took more getting used to as he kept going off to this thing called “work”

But he always came back

After he changed enough diapers and fed me, I let him into my world too

 

When I was young I acted as a child

Now that I’m three I take my place in the world

Still the Little Sister

But also an independent force

That must be reckoned with