Happy Birthday Dear Sister
Remember when we were children?
oh how we loved to fight,
I always thought that you were wrong
and of course that I was right.
I'm sorry I wore your new clothes
but I strutted out with pride,
I still feel your anger
but more your tear filled eyes.
We laugh about it now,
we laugh without a care
but I need to thank the good Lord
that sister,you are there.
Happy birthday my dear Sandra,
may all your dreams come true,
I am the luckiest sister in this world
to have found a friend in you.
Copyright © Ann Anderson | Year Posted 2008
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