Sister Poem

I don’t have a sister, but I do.

You know who you are.

Me so pale and you so brown, our real colors – our hearts – match completely.s

I read this blog post tonight, and knew it was about me ‘n you.

Love you!!!!

Here’s the post, written by another wonderful lady, who obviously has had a relationship like ours, with some brown or fair sister of her own.

You wanted me to write you something and I couldn’t think of what what don’t you know about the way you’re a part of me of my every breathing moment you’re never far from thought and I’m always thinking of your smile and how we laugh when we’re together and you get my sense of […]

via Dear Sister — doing2016 (click to read the whole wonderful poem) .

From this point forward, just a few gratuitous pics of us, from the easily retrievable part of my photo library. LOVE YOU TO THE MOON AND BACK, and I don’t care who knows.

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I repeat:

I don’t have a sister, but I do.

You know who you are.

Me so pale and you so brown, our real colors – our hearts – match completely.

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