I know that roles are kinda switched for this one, but I don't really care too much. I wrote this for my younger brother, who had recently graduated high school. He's planning on enlisting. I'm just hoping he'll be okay whenever he gets in. It's short; like a hundred words and there's not too much of a form. I don't own Avatar, no matter how alike my brother and I are like Sokka and Katara, which oddly is all to similar.

Oh little sister, how you've grown. You're taking off into the unknown.

You're taking off with a friend, hopefully not to the end.

Whatever may await you, I'll be awaiting too.

It may be the last battle, but we've only more to tackle.

It wasn't all too long ago; we were playing in the snow.

Father was hunting; mother was humming.

Yet here we are, waiting for the battle not far.

Oh little sister, how you've grown. You may not be taking off into the unknown.

I'll be here, with my love to hold you dear;

To help when you fall; to help when you call.

Helping you secede into that unknown.