Without Her

Without her, I would be lost, confused, and sad,
thinking about all, of the good times we had.
It's not her time, I'm not ready to let her go,
if she ever left me, I'd be in tears crying "no."

She's far too young, she's only fifteen,
there's so many things, she hasn't even seen.
For her to be taken, would be a great sin,
for this little girl, did not a wrong thing.

This burden she carries, has her in fear.
to my babysis, I say "don't worry, I'm here."
For her to be better, is what I wish and hope,
the past few days, she's done nothing but cry and mope.

I pray for her, because I worry each day,
what'll happen to her, is hard to say.
She needs me with her, and that's where I want to be,
my prayers to god, are for her to be free.

She feels alone, together we share this pain,
we are alike, so very much the same.
my promise to her, I will always keep,
that she'd be in my care, once she's sixteen.

The day is coming as each night passes by,
sooner than later, it'll just be my babysis and I.

This poem was written by me a couple of years ago, when my younger sister was sick, she's now 17 years old.