By Jennifer D. Brock
What you mean to me,
Is more than I can express.
You see, I had no sister when I was little
To call when I was in distress.
When we first met,
We had no clue,
What was getting ready to happen,
Was not completely out of the blue.
God had a plan,
Throughout all the years,
He was making us for each other,
To share life’s smiles and tears.
I never could have imagined,
What a sister’s love was about,
Until I met you,
And then I really found out.
A sister’s love is unconditional,
It’s a love has no end,
A sister’s love wants the best for each other,
It’s a love that will always defend.
Sometimes we may get mad,
Or we may begin to fight,
But that’s the fun part about having a sister,
We both think we’re always right!
I’m so glad that I did not have,
A sister in the past,
It’s made me much more thankful,
For the sister I have at last.