My Tiny Princess

My Tiny Princess

A Poem by Black Widow

I wrote this about my little sister who I truly miss. She's growing up and we barely ever speak anymore. But I think about her all the time...


I promised when you were born

to always be by your side;

That I would be there for you

through every tear you cried.

We had this special communication

that no one could decode.

Don’t you remember the days

of old music and country roads?


Now you’re practically grown;

You’re almost seventeen.

You used to be my tiny princess

and now you are a queen.

Growing up is always a journey,

and to grow we must make mistakes.

And I’m sorry if I ever hurt you

or if I caused your heart to break.


I started smoking and getting high,

even skipping out of school.

Sometimes I blew off our plans

because I thought I was too cool.

When the world gets cold I remember

how I could always make you smile,

how you’d sit at the door and cry

each time I had to leave for awhile.


We made dancing in the rain

our favorite summertime affair,

and even if it started pouring

we just didn’t give a care.

I needed true unconditional love

and I guess God had a plan,

because he gave me a baby sister

who always tries to understand.


These days I never know

when I may see you again.

I know I’ve always called you sister

but you’re more like a best friend.

It hurts when you come to town

but don’t pick up the phone.

We no longer speak and it kills me.

At times I turn to stone.


You’re my tiny princess.

You're the beat of my heart.

You’re my strength and my weakness.

You’re my love from the start

You’re my light, my dark,

the stars up in the sky.

You’re my ups and my downs.

You are the reason I try.


©Black Widow 2017

© 2017 Black Widow

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So sweet. And bittersweet. Memories and mistakes and young folly. Keep trying. Age and effort work wonders.

Posted 1 Year Ago

Tender memories poignantly captured. Such windows of life are short. Then the poems into the now and how things are. More poignancy but of a different sort. The acuteness of the feelings you capture are universal and very human. Innocence, happiness, childhood, growing up, drifting, memory, loss, regret, yearning - Life!

Posted 1 Year Ago

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Added on April 23, 2017
Last Updated on April 23, 2017
Tags: family, sisters, little sister, poem, i miss you, sad


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