You Three

Unique from the start, temper of flame. Tiny but tangy, you best know her name. By evil nor grief, did she take her blame, But morals of integrity, her anger did claim. To hurt one she loved would put you in fire. Her Motherly, inherent, protective, desire, Would tear you to shreds in the blink of an eye. Herself she'd not think, for beliefs she would die. Sacrifice and self deny, For all her charges sanctify Not a day did she regret, Never a need did she forget Remember her and be not cold, For she our Mother this story told And I who write with eyes so dim, See clearly with this ink and pen To your hearts, I send this plea, Your sister younger than you three Raw emotion consumed by flame She's gone and forgiven but I carry her name With me she travels and every day This grief, my burden, I must weigh Her only sin as my eyes see, Was to leave so early for eternity Now sisters dear and brother too I pass this verse from me to you Your little sister, to you request An hour of honest and heart felt rest How can this by you, to me deny This is my prayer before I die Just one hour face to face I hold for you a love of grace Her name she gave me with out knowing Her heart I carry and contents glowing It's full to brim with all she taught me And overflowing with love for you three In Christ her children were taught to believe And of the gifts they would receive The knowledge of his holy word And strength to face a world absurd To bring her back to Earth to share I dare not wish, not we compare For Heaven's gates have opened wide And Mother's there, on the other side