Dear Sister
Darlene my dear sister of mine,
as I was growing up, we had our
ups and downs, but we also had
a lot of fun and good times.
You were my only sister,
and my hero, I looked up to you.
Whenver I needed to ask you
a question a straight answer is
what I got back. Teasing you as you
brought home a boyfriend, is what
little brothers are supposed to do.
Making you so mad, that you would
scream at the top of your lungs,
and chase me all over the house,
to try and kill me.
We had a deal, whenever we
bought 6 pack of Pepsi,
brother Darrell, you and me,
each got 2 bottles,
me being very greedy
would always steal one
or more of yours, it was
like that bottle of Pepsi
was a chunk of gold or
something, you would again
chase me all over the house to
try and kill me once more.
Our Sunday afternoon walks
uptown met so much to me,
that you will never know
how precious those times were,
now many miles separate us
my dear sister, but I am
still loving you and missing you
very much, but this poem is for you,
to let you know, how I really felt
about you and still do, those were
very special days of long ago.
Written 5-24-11
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