And Me
Three days we journeyed mile after mile,,
Across this county we so love,
Laughing, joking, playing twenty questions,
She, taking in the sights and beauty of each region,
Then awed at the beauty of the rugged west,
And me.
The sun shone down on this November day,
On she, my sister who had traveled,
Both a journey through hell fighting leukemia,
And now, in winning that war,
Has come to see my life,
And me.
We rode together this November day,
As adults, not as children as in days gone by.
She who a year ago had less,
Than a twenty per-cent chance,
Of living to see this day,
And me.
For the past year I have looked to this day,
Three hundred and sixty-five days,
Every day thinking, saying, knowing,
That she could not leave me here,
'Cause e would surely ride together again,
She, my baby sister,
And me.
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and your telling of it touched
me. Happy Holidays!
Blessings ...
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Daniel
Georg
Regis
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family should always be the number one concern
them what ever else
My prayers are with you all
Love & peace be with you and her
William
(((HUGS))) and love, and Merry Christmas, Karla.