We Met Two Thousand Thirteen For the First Time Here

Sister, older Sister you I finally met and and starting to know I met you and wished you did not have to go I love your black, silky hair and especially your grace ...and that beautiful blouse with all of that lace I watched you close to see if you looked like me and that I did not see ..I still love that you are a big sister to me Harsh tones when you speak We didn't even have the same feet Your eye lashes so thick and long I can't express enough how much I hate that you are gone Though the miles between us are not very far I already hate that we are apart I notice that you liked some of the same hobbies that I enjoy I have three boys and one girl and you have three girls and a boy I looked at your finger and we had the same mole in the same place ...but we did not resemble in the face ; ( Though you were much taller and your frame was larger then mine I regret that our memories together are way behind The next time I see you ...it will still be catch up on old times, say our goodbye and I love you too Send a message to our Mommy please Tell her that this is probably the best thing she ever done for me