My Sister, My Friend

I am blessed to call you big sister.
But I also call you my friend.
For you where there for me 
when my life nearly came to an end.

You were my idol
growing up all these years,
and I would do anything 
to wipe away your tears.

Yet the time and get togethers 
are getting far and few. 
I would like you to know on your birthday
Cindy I love you.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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