By Leela leels39@hotmail.com
Date: 21 July 2000
Sister
I can't believe you're gone
My sweet little sister
With your corn silk hair
As beautiful as spun gold
And your sweet dimples
I miss your laugh already
It was music to my ears
And the way you speak
With only the slightest hint of an accent
Beautiful
I miss lying in the dark of night talking
And days spent lounging in the hot sun
And diving into pools of sweet, cool water
Why does everyone I love always leave me?
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