Today is Emily's 15th birthday! I cannot believe she is fifteen years old. It seems like just yesterday I put on my favorite outfit, which at the time happened to be a white turtleneck shirt, snazzy blue sweater, and black stretch pants WITH STIRRUPS, and went to hospital to meet Emily for the first time.
From the second I saw her, I loved having a little sister. Although this morning she spent a solid amount of time down on the deck hurling snowballs up at my bedroom window with a force I was unaware she even possessed, and I have to say "love" wasn't really an emotion I was feeling at that particular moment.
But, overall, it's been a blast.
In honor of Emily's fifteenth birthday, I have composed a poem for her. It's sure to be an award winner in no time.
I just can't believe you're already fifteen years old.
I hope you like your present...millions of dollars worth of gold.
Actually the gold is really just a joke.
I can't afford that, I'm almost broke.
It seems so fitting that on your birthday this year we had a big snowstorm.
There was one the year you were born too, maybe it's the norm.
Although the one in 1996 was actually a blizzard.
How appropriate that was because you like wizards.
"You and Emily will be best friends someday," is what Mom always told me.
And as you are getting older, I can tell that's what we'll be.
You were fun when you were younger, and we played together a lot,
but these last few years have been my favorite, now we laugh and talk and shop.
I hope you enjoy your birthday as you turn the big one five.
This time next year you will be learning how to drive!
I hope you have a wondeful year and that it's full of love and fun,
you are the greatest little sister under the big, bright sun!