Sisters / 2015 / I'm the little, big sister
For My Darling Sister, My Punky I gave Him all thanks when she was born, my sweet event, my newborn, babe sis. All that she did, did my heart adorn. Loving her when seven was valued bliss. I brought Mom warm wash cloths each change time, and told her when new bottles were prime. Joy was snuggling her in bed or a chair. My Elizabeth Jane's skin was fair, with a cute button nose and eyes sky blue. Five ten's have passed and my sis' love stays true.
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