To my Sister (Carolyn)
          Who has always been there for me.


          Sisters are Forever Friends to walk through life with Hand in Hand....

          A sister is a gift of God, sent from above to make life worthwhile here below.
          Anonymous




          What Is A Sister?

          A sister is someone more special than words.
          She's love mixed with friendship, the best things in life.
          She's so much inner beauty blended together with an outward
          appearance that brings a smile to the happiness in your heart.
          A sister is one of the most precious people in the story of your life.
          And you'll always be together, whether you're near or apart.
          Together, you have shared some of the most special moments
          two people have ever shared.
          A sister is a perspective on the past,
          and she's a million favorite memories that will always last.
          A sister is a photograph that is one of your most treasured possessions.
          She's a note that arrives on a special day,
          and when there's news to share,
          she's the first one you want to call.
          A sister is a reminder of the blessings that come from closeness.
          Sharing secrets. Disclosing dreams. Learning about life together.
          A sister is a confidante and a counselor.
          She's a dear and wonderful friend,
          and - in certain ways - something like a twin.
          She's a hand within your hand;
          she's so often the only one who really understands.
          A sister is honesty and trust enfolded with love.
          She's sometimes the only person who sees the horizon from your point of view,
          and she helps you to see things more clearly.
          She is a helper and a guide,
          and she is a feeling, deep inside,
          that makes you wonder what you would ever do without her.
          What is a sister?
          She's someone more special than words;
          someone beautiful and unique.
          And in so many ways,
          there is no one who is loved so dearly.

          by Douglas Pagels



          When God Thought of Sisters

          I treasure the moments,
          Each hour,
          Each day.
          Each memory,
          Each promise,
          Like it was yesterday.

          I learned from example,
          All values,
          All truths.
          All visions,
          All cherished,
          I received them from you.

          When God thought of sisters,
          Their laughter,
          Their worth.
          Their love and
          Their friendship,
          He thought of you first.

          Poem by Wendy L. Kohlhoff





          My Sister

          My sister is my heart.
          She opens doors to rooms
          I never knew were there,
          Breaks through walls
          I don't recall building.
          She lights my darkest corners
          With the sparkle in her eyes.
          My sister is my soul.
          She inspires my wearied spirit
          To fly on wings of angels
          But while I hold her hand
          My feet never leave the ground.
          She stills my deepest fears
          With the wisdom of her song.

          My sister is my past.
          She writes my history
          In her eyes I recognize myself,
          Memories only we can share.
          She remembers, she forgives
          She accepts me as I am
          With tender understanding.

          My sister is my future.
          She lives within my dreams
          She sees my undiscovered secrets,
          Believes in me as I stumble
          She walks in step beside me,
          Her love lighting my way.

          My sister is my strength
          She hears the whispered prayers
          That I cannot speak
          She helps me find my smile,
          Freely giving hers away
          She catches my tears
          In her gentle hands.

          My sister is like no one else
          She's my most treasured friend
          Filling up the empty spaces
          Healing broken places
          She is my rock, my inspiration.
          Though impossible to define,
          In a word, she is...my sister.

          Poem by Lisa Lorden


          These are special gifts from my sister!

          THANKS SIS


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