My Sister

When we were young (So much younger than today) We use to scratch, fight and argue every single day. Years flew by and we were in our teens, At Discos together, real Dancing Queens Soon we were Going to the Chapel, and going to get married Five times between us (we never tarried) Next came Baby Love and Love me Do Three boys, three girls, too good to be true! Many years passed Doing it for the Kids seemed right Till Papa dont Preach bought grandkids into sight. There's no one quite like Grandma, became the order of the day Nine times over, I'm delighted to say Sister we have shared lots of adventures And hopefully we'll share many more But will you still need me will you still feed me When i'm Sixty four?