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MY SISTER

She came to me many years ago.
Filling my life with heavenly glow.
She watched over me, not saying a word
Her spirit flying high as a bird.
She taught me how to run and play
Never wanting anything but love trough out the day.
She was the one that taught me right from wrong.
With her I always knew I belonged.
With out her I wonder where I would be today.
I may not of ever learned how to love or pray.
She was my sissy
I was her bubba.
I will always miss and love her till we meet in the place,
Where she told me she will be.

Alan Hart.

Sisters
Written by LiLak15@aol.com

Sisters are always there for you,
and no matter what they always care.
Sisters are there through thick and thin,
and everything in between.
Sisters protect you from the darkness,
and make the world full of happiness.
If you are sad and you feel like crying,
sisters are there with a hug to lend.
They are there to gossip with and laugh with,
and you may even utter the word 'sis'
Sisters are your strength when you are too weak,
they are your voice when you can't speak,
they are your crutch when you can't walk,
they are your shoulder when you need to cry,
they are your ear when you need a friend.
Sisters share a love with you
that no other could compare to
Sisters are your link to life,
they are the ones who stand beside you through the hurt and the pain, through
the tears and the rain.
I now know one thing,
Because of you, I will never be the same.

Dedicated to all my sisters. I love you Katie, Erin, Kris and Kate and
especially my big sister Rianna.
With love, Jessica

Friends We Can Be
(this is dedicated to my sister, Christi)

I find myself careless
I don't always hear her out
I need to be more careful
Isn't that what friends are all about?!

I am opening my heart
I know she has so much to say
I can see it in her eyes
I will not turn her away

I talk about my life
My struggles and my fears
But what is she dealing with
Is she holding back her tears?

I want her to understand
How much I really care
I want her to be part of my life
There are things I want to share

I need to find a way
For her to open her heart to me
There are things I know she thinks about
Things I can't always see

God, open her,
Soften me,
Bind us closer
So friends we can be!

Kami C. Haitz
copyright

Second Best

She had everything, The looks the trust.
She went everywhere, I was ‘too young’
I was forever hearing her dreaded name.
She was the favourite in the eyes of dad and mum.

The first born, they’re first choice.
I wasn’t as clever or as bright.
No attention, I felt SECOND BEST
My sister played on my mind at night.

I so wanted to be her, but daren’t admit it.
Her being so nice, It drove me insane.
Her grades, her beauty, her perfect boyfriend.
If only she knew my insufferable pain.

Nichola Firth
23.3.99

JODIE-LEE

I really hate my sister,
She bugs me all day long.
Always messing with my things,
When mum comes in she's gone.
I remember this one time,
She was playing in my room,
She threw a ball and hit a vase,
And dash from the room
With a zooooooommm!!!!!!!!
I got blamed her of coarse,
But I wasn't me.
I was sat down stairs
Quietly watching TV.
Of coarse I had to kill her,
I chased her round and round.
And when I caught the little rat,
I knocked her to the ground.
And of coarse she started crying,
And mum got mad at me,
I really hate my sister, My sister Jodie-Lee

Nichola Firth

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