I know a girl
I've always liked through the years
I was young and awkward,
She was a smile in the hall
youthful and misunderstood
She was the neighborhood walk and a listening ear
A young adult and sickly but stubborn
She was a hand on my back walking up a snowy mountain.
Alone and broken hearted
She was an encouraging letter
Single and strong
She was a girls' night in.
In love and planning
She is a sister by my side.
People become friends
Friends become good friends
Good friends become old friends
Some become best friends
Few become family.
She has sister status.
