Yin and Yang

YIN and YANG

by Rachel Roberts

 

My sister and I are yin and yang

She is as neat as a pin

While, I’m a bull in a china shop

She is my shadow

My better half

I have memories as sweet as candy

Like a warm summer days

Tasting a cherry Popsicle on my tongue

Me talking, her listening

My sister and I are yin and yang

She likes sitting quietly

 And listening with interested ears

While I like to talk and tell

With a mouth that jabbers

I have memories of singing

 On dark nights

Her quite words mingling with my loud

My sister and I are yin and yang

She like a soft eyed doe, skittish and silent

Me like a roaster in the early morning, 

crowing to the world

My sister and I are yin and yang

But that does not mean I love her

My shadow

My comfort

My yin