Sunlight shimmered softly
A glimmer of a fresh feeling.
One girl riding her bike pathetically
One's alone, sanding.
The first is six, as annoying as cold tea
The other is older, still a bond formed.
Her eyes were the glistening sea
The others cloudy and stormed.
A friendship was started with words
A friendship which grew into sisters.
The two had a bond which flew like birds
Singing in harmonious twitters.

Okay that poem sucked...sorry sis