Just Not The Same

• Natalie Thompson, Grade 4
• Poetry
• 2011

It's not the same when my sister is here the flowers would grow but when she is not here they wouldn't grow.I wouldn't cook the same when my sister is not here.I wouldn't awake up with my sister is here.I can't think or read with out my sister.Life is not the same with out my sisters JESSICA THOMPSON my sister.