Dear Sister,

I would ask how you are

But I can guess from your pattern

It’ll be the same as always

You’re never satisfied

Even though opportunities are there.

I’m graduating soon

Thought you’d like to know

You won’t be there

You never are

Never will be.

That’s okay

You left too soon

For me to know what a sister is.

I hope you are well

I can’t find myself to actually care

But the sentiment is there.

Farewell,

Sam