Short, light skin, nice hair, sweet, honest
Trusting, respectful, caring, and so much more
Those are only a few words to describe you
My protector, my friend, my shoulder to cry on, my love and my life
Those are only a few things that you are to me
You watched over me from day one and well until there aren't any more
You've showed me love in so many ways
You've never once discouraged me
You've never once dishonored me
You've taught me thing all a person like you could
You've always believed in me
You never once told me I couldn't do this or that
You brought me up knowing that “can’t” should never be in my vocabulary
When I was little I counted on you for many things but now you're in a place where
You need to count on me
S- t happens and life goes on
You're where you're at and I'm left here alone
That doesn't change one damn thing though
I looked up to you for so long
You help me with so many things
And now it's time to repay you
No matter what you need I'm here
Like I said you're the love of my life and no one can change that
We share a bond that can't be broken
I will be you're out of contact
I will be here for anything
You were there for me and I will be there for you no matter what you need
Just say the word and I'll be there
I love you with a love that can't be explained and the same goes for you
So my sister don't put your head down thinking I look at you differently
Nothing has changed and nothing will
We're friends until forever
Hold your head up high like you once told me and everything will be right
I'll love you till my dying day so it's all good
You don't need to think about what any one says ‘cause they don't matter
As long as you’re happy then I'm happy.
Happy Birthday..
Bueiful poem! It sank in my heart. My sister died too. I agree Cassandra
Nah my sister did past away Cassandra but this poem was for my pet sis for her birthday. A poem about my late sister will be uploaded soon. And thank you for your nice comments. Glad you like my writes.
This is such a beautiful poem! I'm just curious... Did she die? Or injured? My sister died, and I wrote a poem about her. Beautiful poem you have here. Your sister is lucky to have such a compassionate, generous sibling.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Allison thk u very much....i appreciate your comment a lot...pls do read my other writes as well..