You taught me to love you, as are sisterly ways.
To let go when school took you away;
To fight even in play;
To love my children, watching you day by day;
To go against those who are strong
when they are wrong;
That flowers and gardens
deserve more credit than many give them;
How to survive
when a child disowns you
and you feel as if she died;
That great joys come from grandchildren
when you play with them;
You taught me a country walk
can help when I need to talk.
Anita, my sister, you taught me life's ways.
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(05-12-2012)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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