I wrote this in the fall of 2007 or 2008 after my little sister complained none of my poems were about or to due with her. ^^After our landlord offered to pay us to rake the leaves out of their entire alley the idea came to me.
The cold wind blew across the skin
As the leaves were pushed with rakes
Their noses had long ago turn red
And their shoulders had begun to shake
But still pressed through the leaves they did
In hopes of mugged hot chocolate
They bagged the leaves and on they worked
When they'd be done, they did not know
The sun had finally gone behind the trees
But still some light did show
The smell of coc flowed from the house
Their mother must have known
"We're almost done, one pile is left."
"But I'm cold!" said her sister to she
"Then go inside and take a sip, but come back out and finish with me."
The pile was done, and the rakes put away
And the two stepped in from the cold
Hot chocolate awaited them both on the table
And my! the good taste was bold
So now the job of raking was done
And the payment had been paid
And deep within the hearts of the two
A life long friendship had been made.
