No more in that room.

i'm gonna try like copper to make a poem.


In the room where sister used to sleep,
I will go no more,
For i'm very angry and sad,
that she went out the door.


Once upon a time,
with snuggles i would play,
even though i wasn't allowed,
she would take him away.





I would chew on her pillow,
and blankets and sheets,
it was just a big game,
until i fell soundly asleep.



She would pretend to be mad,
but be smiling the whole time,
we did this every night,
a fun game of mine


To my only one sister,
i miss you so,
and now into your room,
i never will go...