A sisters love

A sisters love knows no bounds,
It's eternal, endless and pure.
When nothing else is working out,
A sisters love is always sure.

A sister loves her brother,

more than words could ever say,

A sisters love is more beautiful,
Than the brightest summer's day.

When a sister grieves her brother,
Her whole world comes falling down.
A sister without a brother,
Is like a queen without her crown.

A sister who is left to mourn,
Will never have normal again,
Normal goes when her brother dies,
And is replaced with endless pain.

A sister's love does not just stop,
When her brother dies.
A sisters love goes on and on,
And up to heaven flies.

A sister longs for the day to come,
When she'll see her brothers face.
The day that they are reunited,
Just through heavens gates.

Until that day arrives, a sister has to wait,
And through the hard and sad times,
It's very easy to hate.

But my advice to you would be,

don't let the world make you hard.
Let your brothers memory live on,
and remember you hold the cards.

About the Author

I lost my brother Paul on March 25th 2014 when he was 29, life has never been the same again.

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