Sweet Angel - My Baby Sister
I didn't get to keep my sister
To hold her, to love her
I didn't get to see her eyes
I didn't get to watch her grow
To get mad at her
because she was into my stuff!
I didn't get to have a friend
That would always be there
To share secrets, to cry with
I didn't get to know what it's like
To walk with our arms linked
To share sorrow, to be one together
I didn't get to see my sister
They came home without her
They put her in my brother Danny's care
I didn't get to say hello or good-bye
But at least I know
My baby sister waits for me
Copyright © Margi Spurgeon | Year Posted 2015
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