Victoria
When she came into this world, purple and red
I became a mess of worry
When she came back to our home, small and fragile
I became a mother hen
When she began to walk, determined and clumsy
I became her support
When she began to talk, babbling like a brook
I became her translator
When she was tired after a long day, grumpy and yawning
I became her storyteller
When she stumbled in learning, frustrated beyond words
I became her tutor
When it was dark and she was scared, shaking and crying
I became her rock to cling to
When she makes mistakes, anxious and worried
I help her to stop and breathe
For her I have always been willing to play any role
For her, I will always push harder
For her, that girl, I will always be inspired to do better
Learn better
Act better
Be Better
The day my sister was born I weeped
I had never felt something so big
I had never been changed in an instant the way I was that day
I had never been so inspired
The day my sister was born I already knew
She would be better than I ever could
I knew she had the potential to be more brilliant, more beautiful, more wonderful than I ever have been
And for the first time in my life,
I wanted someone to be better than me
From the day she was born, I was inspired
Not just to be a good sister, but a good person
Not just to be smart, but to be wise
Not just to be nice, but to be kind to those around me
That day, when I got to hold her in my arms I knew
She will learn from me, she will see my choices, she will see my mistakes
And she will do better
I am inspired every day by that child
I am inspired by her creativity
I am inspired by her smarts
I am inspired by her stubbornness
I am even inspired by her pride
But most of all
I am inspired by her heart
And just like all those years ago
Every morning when I think to myself I can be good
She reminds me, I can be great