This is my true story
About a friend and me
We were always hanging out
Never a worry or a doubt
We would run in the rain
Just to laugh and play
Not a care to get grounded
What we new was we had etcher
For once we thought it all was ok
But that all change the day they took her away
It killed us both not to talk
Even now its still not fair
We have our nick names
like Lil and big sis
We even snuck out just to see one another
All because you wouldn’t let us
Now I cry knowing I can’t be there
and she will never again be right here
We both wear a neckless to show we still have etcher
But no one else seems to understand we need one another
She will always be my little sister!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem