My Sister
A Poem by Maxx
Sometimes I wonder why my sister is mean.
She never cares.
She never shares,
Well, at least for me.
All she really does is sit and slouch all day.
Sometimes I just wonder
Did she ever learn to play?
For when she plays,
She goes away,
I really want to play.
2 comments:
HA HA HA great poem Maxx.
Great Job Maxx! so has Abby read this? what does she say about it? He is really missing his sister/ buddy. It's the awkward age span right now.
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