(me left, her right)
My Best Friend, My Sister
Silent prayers: a million and ten;
My heart was pleading for a very special friend.
Where is this person whom I can share my heart?
This was my plea from the very start.
"She's out there I know it, I just haven't seen,
And the one God had saved is probably a teen."
But what I hadn't noticed was a thing that was wrong,
My friend was right beside me--she wasn't in Hong Kong!
So why was I waiting for a best friend and a mister?
When right beside me was you: my best friend, my sister.
Oh, how lovely your friendship is to me;
Never would I imagined God would let this thing be!
Do You Remember?
Do you remember the day I would follow you around?
I'd wear all your clothes and all the jewelry I found.
Do you remember the hour I'd run to your room?
I'd admire all your stuff and I'd envy and swoon!
Do you remember all the names you'd call me that morning?
Beans, Pinkerton, Miss Piggy and Georgie!
Do you remember the times we'd act like big meanies,
We'd fight and we'd yell, and we prob'ly called each other weenies.
But the greatest of all was when we declared it to be,
That our friendship was sealed, and it's sacred to me.
My beautiful sister. My forever friend!
"Savor little glimpses of God's goodness & His majesty,
thankful for the gift of them:
winding pathways through the woods,
a bright green canopy overhead,
and dappled sunshine falling all around."
-Unknown-
"I don't have to explain anything to my sister...
She's one of the few people who can read my heart."
