You were bright and clever once it's true,
So here I'll weep a bit for you.
When I recall your cheerful ways
Of reflecting back my loving gaze.
So many happy summer's day
Together we did quietly play.
Oh, sometimes wild and bold and free!
We were a pair once you and me!
Little sister, now you're gone.
Now traffic mocks your pretty song.
And where your heart ran cool and sweet
Lay piles of stone and new concrete.
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