I See You (sister Pt. 2)
From below I hear your snore,
Sometimes it is like a roar,
Yet never will I ask for
Anything less or more.
When I lay my eyes upon you,
I see your passion through and through,
And the many thoughts you chew,
And what your mighty brain may stew.
I love when you come out to play,
The many things you have to say,
Yet you hold them in all day,
Then burst them out in your own way.
And finally, the love you share,
How I always know you care,
Even if you give a glare,
Simple gestures everywhere.
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