My Darling Sister

Sister, my sister, I love thee so, come sit beside me, share my light.
Consider the days past when we were young,
how we loved and cared for our very own,
how we picked wild flowers in the wood,
even though we were not allowed to roam.
How we would sneak out from home, romp in the sugarcane fields,
chase butterflies, pick strawberries until dusk took us unaware,
chase fireflies until mother called us to come home,
and sometimes scolded until our ears did burn.
Sister, my sister I miss thee so.

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