Huzaidi Hashim

My Step Sister

The first time we met, 
27 years had gone missing 
this deep feeling inside 
that makes life so confusing. 

The woman that you are, 
makes my heart go a reeling 
like a giant blue carousel 
that couldn't stop spinning. 

You are who you are, 
honey comb and hives 
as I am who I really am, 
living separate lives. 

Our moms I can guess 
are so much a bother. 
Since all of us share 
the love of one father. 

I wish that eventually 
we'll be together again 
like one happy family 
minus the trouble and pain. 

Welcome back dear sister, 
back into our lives, 
I'll be a good brother 
the best you'll ever have

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