My sister needs help, she's confined to her thoughts
She fails to see kindness wherever it's brought
Alone in her thinking, with only her view
How do I reach her, what's a little sister to do
We meet at the restaurant engage in conversation
But it soon takes a turn sparking her aggravation
I said something to which she does not agree
She stares intently just glaring at me
More coffee, more water, no thank you we're done
What was I thinking my sister lacks fun
Check please and hurry, just so much to do
This was my breakfast with my sister Sue
She'd rather be right no matter the cost
But I'm grown too, she's no longer my boss
I'll check with her later, see if she's free
I long for the closeness of my sister and me
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