I Love You Sister Poems | Examples

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Premium MemberI Love You

Be you someone I often greet
Be you someone I will never meet
Be you short, be you tall
Be you hairy, be you bald
Be you fast, be you slow
Be you high, be you low
Be you dark, be you light
Be you wrong, be you right
I just want to let you know
I love you. I love you. I love you so.

Regardless of the fathers we're given in this life
we're all connected by the blood of Christ
We are the children of a God that's loyal and true...
The King of Glory created me and you!!

Heirs to his kingdom that's what we are,
Princes and princesses as children of God!
Sisters and brothers, I want you to know
I love you. I love you. I love you so.


Premium MemberMy Unforgivable Sin

A few days before Thanksgiving, My sister was not among the living. Time to celebrate and be giving Without her, was emotional missing. Day of giving thanks and blessings With strong friends and family bonding Instead mourning and weeping When our hearts were breaking. I stare, unable to utter a sound, bagging To wake up from this nightmare; hiding The pain, but I can't stop shuddering. How does one deal with the death of a sibling? My unforgivable sin of my grief; If only I knew that our time would be brief. I would say I love you with lots of hugging. 11/10/2021 ''U'' Contest, New Poems Only Poetry Contest 3. unforgivable Sponsored by: Constance La France
© Eve Roper  Create an image from this poem.

Premium MemberI Felt Her Presence At Three a M

I felt her presence at three o'clock a.m. 
She was in the hallway. I knew it before I looked up, 
because she exudes a feeling I recognize. 
I typed to the end of the sentence, 
then I saw her materialize.
She gave me that cocky confident happy "I love you" smile. 
The back of my neck prickled, as it always does upon her arrival. 
Diane visits each year on her death date. For some odd reason, 
her birthday visits are a bit more sporadic.
I watched her disappear as fast as she had arrived.

beautiful sister
my hair is standing on end
her spirit loves me

Premium MemberHappy Birthday - L'Il Sister

Twinkling Stars, Morse code : Happy Birthday Shar
    Birthday candles light the campfire we share
    Happy Birthday to YOU, Barn owl hoots : hoo
    Happy Birthday L'il sister I LOVE YOU

    My sister Sharon, Inspiring me
    When I first started writing Poetry
    I comment to her, she comments to me
    Entwined Quills creating a Family Tree
   
        Happy Birthday, Sharon Weimer With all my LOVE,
        HEART, and SOUL. ALWAYS and FOREVER YOUR Brother
                                Harry

Premium MemberTo - a Retired Poetess

To poetry she said good-bye
Now I live with a Broken Heart
Her words could make me laugh or cry
Or tear my inner soul apart

In a devastating Free Verse
To poetry she said good-bye
My inkless quill rides in a hearse
As an uninspired quill must die

Her words: an image to the eye
Emotions, feelings, come to life
To poetry she said goodbye
A requiem; bagpipes and fife

Read the words from her loving heart
Believing there's no reason why
An Angel of Poetic Art  
To poetry she said good-bye


Premium MemberGay

"Mum, he's gay", I look surprised, we only play with dresses, lip gloss and high heels I wonder why she says I'm gay, what does it mean I ponder, and hold my dress up high And turn and twirl in the mirror, wave goodbye and smile, and jump and land, hem of my dress in my hand, and look again This is me, I am small, wanting to be tall. "Mum, he is gay" she says again. "But, what is gay?" "That doesn't matter sweetie, you stay exactly the way you are, and dance for me" And that I do, mum, watch and see, I dance for you, I dance for you, I'm wearing skirts, And I love you.
*** October 17, 2016

Premium MemberGuilty

Mom caught my sister at the sink pouring out her soup.
I'd done it first. My poor sister only copied me.
She never snitched on me, yet she got Mom's punishment.
I got to see the movie she did not get to see!

I don't recall if I ever told my sister sorry.
So here's my apology; dear Melanie, you know
I love you bunches, and next time that I see you, Sis,
I'll pay for both the popcorn and your ticket to a show!


March 16, 2016

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