Sisters
sisters I have four others and you have me
mom told me you were the "mother" to me
you fed and carried me
when I got sick you were the one who always took care of me
when I got cancer and told you this was the answer I got from you
suck it up and don't cry that was fine for you to say
it wasn't eating you away
I did just what you said I didn't cry even though it hurt really bad
I didn't know when I left the hospital that night
that you would take flight
now I am on earth all alone
sometimes I feel you left me
but when I want to cry I remember "suck it up and be strong"
so I carry on
when life gets rough I know I have to be tough
I know if I am not you will come back and kick my butt
you lost a child when he was seven I hope you find him up in haven
I hope that he is still seven
so to my sister I say tell my "gismo" I said hello
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