You watched when they were gone.
You cared when no one knew.
We never would've made it
if it hadn't been for you.
You grew up way to early.
You gave up all you had.
Your mother never thanked you
and you've never known your dad.
There's no way I can say this
to make you understand.
I realize how much you gave us
when you could barely stand.
You cared for us and sheltered
the ones she gave away.
The thanks you got were never heard...
that is, untill today.
A sister through the troubled times
is an understatement at best.
But, I hope you know you're loved,
and you're held above the rest.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
If the message in this is not heard, then we might as well pack away our pens and sit in silence.Another great piece from the heart Mary.Love Duncan