Fab new poem, "My Sister" sent in by Ella aged 6 from Macclesfield

I have a sister, and I wont share
But all she says is... I DONT CARE

If she don't care then why does she scream

And cry and moan till Mum comes in????

I hide my things but she seeks them out
Then when I scream, Mum comes and shouts -

"I wish that you could share your stuff
You're sisters - you should share your love

The little things will come and go
but sisters wont ... you both should know!"