A belated but sappy birthday poem for my little sis

As I think back on the days growing up with my sister

There were times I would have preferred a weeping blister

Over the years we have grown up and live far apart

And now I realize something obvious from the start

She was a actually a friend and I’ve missed her

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TARYN!!

If you're going to write a poem about your sister and the only rhyming word you can think of is blister you should proceed with great caution.