Day 2 POEM: No Better Friend

No Better Friend
Janel J. Tutak, October 11, 2006

There’s no better friend than a sister

For she’s there when you need her for sure
She’s not going to talk behind your back
You know what you tell her is secure

There’s no better friend than a sister
With her your closet doubles in size
You can swap and trade wardrobes
Though asking first is always wise.

There’s no better friend than a sister
Instant messaging the things you think
She’s always on the same page as you
Because you share that special link

There’s no better friend than a sister
She understanding and empathetic too
Chances are she’s the one to talk to
Because she went through with you

There’s no better friend than a sister
A relationship that will never end
Through thick and thin, she’ll be there
Because she’s your very best friend

There’s no better friend than my sister
We’re the oddest pair might I say
But that’s just the way we are
And I wouldn’t have it any other way

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This poem was written for my sister as a 16th birthday present. For those who have read Honey, I'm Home and seen the dedication, you know that my sister has always been one of my strongest supporters. And I am lucky enough to say this is still the case. She is still encouraging me to write and actually was the one who gave me the idea for the 30 day poetry posts. Right now she is writing her own blog. Everyday, 5 days a week she is sharing a part of a story she is currently writing just for fun. (Check it out here: http://britanylefay.wix.com/thepowerofthree#!blog/vrbdd) The thought of sharing posts regularly with purpose made me think I wanted to do that as well. I was also hoping it would help me get back into writing more. So as I was going over my poems and trying to select which I would share next, this one seemed perfect. Yesterday, my daughter had her first dance recital, and my anxiety was in full force. I hadn't slept enough the night before, which never helps things in that respect. So we got there and I dropped her off with her class to await the rest of my family's arrival to pass out the tickets. The emotions mixed with anxiety was become too much and I could feel a panic attack coming on. When my mum and sister arrived I burst out into tears. While we were all seated, eagerly waiting for the performance, my sister grabbed my hands and started rubbing it to distract and soothe me. I can not tell you how many times she has been there to talk me down, help me or just to listen. There still is no better friend than my sister. I am so lucky to have her.