Poem For My Bride Sister
A sister was born when I was four years old An independent girl, oh she's smart and bold She followed me around, I considered annoying Years later I found, it was me she was admiring Funny how we figure out, she became my soul mate God had designed us as sisters; it is out fate To have someone that always supporting a nd care A soul who accepts and gives the best of prayer Who listens when you don't have the voice Who will find you doors when they say you don't have a choice Who reads your face; you don't even have to write Who will light the room up in a dark stormy night When Daddy passed away, I felt respons ible But my baby sister is no longer so little Today I see you here standing so beautiful; such a doll In a white wedding gown so purely as your soul Wearing the smile the man beside you have given Your life will start anew; a book to be written A love that will keep you alive and s...