Join the Neopoet online poetry workshop and community to improve as a writer, meet fellow poets, and showcase your work. Sign up, submit your poetry, and get started.

My Irish twin is fine!!!!

Never mind forget, the poem. I got the call she is fine she is great. I thank god, which i haven't done in ages.
 He answered my prayers.
I've been sending them silently all day as i sat in my classes vibrating with worry.

My Irish twin, my best friend is okay. And I'll never let any harm come to her again!! I swear it by all that i am.

That's a little over the top but, I am just so happy. She now has my undying protection. After all isn't that what big sisters are for?
Isn't it my job to protect her? To take the pain onto my own shoulders?Well from now on that's what I am going to do. I'm taking all her pain and whatever she needs me to.

This is just me documenting my promise. My promise to her and her future thank you if you're reading this