Today is precious, and
very difficult without our
little sister, Susan. She is
not gone from our lives;
simply awaits us, and one
day we will be reunited.
Those hospital days were
filled with pain, laughter
and sisters reminiscing -
growing closer together
with prayer showers as
a background from many.
.
Susan told me a year ago
she loved both of you so
much, long before any
sad health storms began.
Now our dear Susan is
in God's beautiful flower
garden and she is the
prettiest among them all.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
God's beautiful flower, good writing, thanks,