For My Sister

For My Sister . . .

This entry is for my sister, with whom I have shared much.

And I hope she knows how much I care for and admire her. . . .

This is a song I wrote a while back:

You’re My Sister . . .

You’re my sister and you are my friend,

You give me peace when I feel I’m at my end,

You’ve known me since you was only three.

I sing to you ‘cause the music says we’re free. . . .

You’re the one who saw me grow up,

Bashful, afraid, and curious.

You played your violin,

I thought, “Now what’s this screechiness?”

Now of the music that we’ll share, I can only take a peek. . . .

You’re my sister and you are my friend,

You give me hope when I feel I’m at my end,

You’ve seen me, oh-working to achieve,

I sing to you ‘cause you’re an example I believe in. . . .

You’re the one who grew up with me and all the neighbor kids.

We played in lots of back-yards, even Jen’s and our friend Chris’s.

Now the memories that we’ll share I can only take a peek . . .

You’re my sister and you are my friend,

You give me peace when I feel I’m at my end,

You’ve known me since you was only three,

I sing to you ‘cause together we are free, 

We are free . . . Come on let’s be free . . .

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We grew up thinking we were special, ‘cause we were

Children of a king and queen.

But now we know that no matter how hard we try,

We can’t keep hard times from coming into our lives,

But I’m glad that I can look at a New Day

And a future shared with you. . . .