Didn’t know my dad,
a war baby, I was;
was often bout it:
SAD.
Then Jesus sought and called me,I came runnin in;
and my Father, I finally
MET.
Had sisters from
the same mom:
but, none with, the same
DAD.
Then she came,along,
a treasure, who loved Jesus; too; same Father;
so, a true sister did I
GET.
What a blessing she is
we're much the same:
gives my life a brand new
SPIN
Doin His work, laughin,so hard, prayin so hard too;
Mom, always, threatenin to
TELL.
Moms prefer the,
oldest son, watch out: I say,
then she calls me the evil,
TWIN.
If I coulda picked a sister,
like, from a store or catalogue;
or wished at a wishin
WELL.
There's no way I coulda
done any better;
no other would ever
DO.
No, I really love and thank God, for her, she named me ROCK-Salt!
TOO.
So now I call her buy, her new name, my twin sister:
Evie, EVER-True!!
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Love Tinka
This is a wonderful picture of you friendship with Rhonda! And a really sweet tribute.
Becky
B&R
HEY!!! I remember this red car, too, Brudder! And just HOW did you get MOM to give YOU that picture???
OH I KNOW - Because she ALWAYS liked YOU most - and this is just more PROOF!...Now EVERYBODY can see, how YOU are always PUSHIN" ME AROUND!
But... I'LL FORGIVE YOU.........THIS TIME.........SINCE YOU WROTE THIS
BEAUTIFUL........AND TRUE!.........STORY, about us ...
Love, The Innocent Twin, EVieEverTrue
[thanks, Rock -- this is great of you! you're a blessing to us, too!]
(God) Gave Me 2 Faced Sister Right To Her Grave...
TRASK