My Beloved Sister.
Deep black sorrow is what remains live.
She's gone, curse you God, you have no right to do it.
But she was your child so be it.
Praise God that we had her here for 48 years.
But all those birthdays and family events is what I fear.
My dear sis rest in peace until we are joined together.
May we live eternally forever.
But if tears could build stairs to heaven. I would climb up there and bring you back.
But words can't not express what I may say.