Sister Poem

I am the oldest of three sisters, whom I love very dearly. My youngest sister is going through a very difficult time. Her daughter, was killed September 3, 2008 in a deadly auto accident. She was her only child, 27 yrs old, the same age as my daughter. They grew up together, living on the same street. Our family is so distraught and my heart weeps for our loss and especially for my dear sister. Your poem says it all. Thank you

I am also the oldest of three sisters, a Bond so deep you actually feel their pain physically. I lost my sister and nephew also on 10-14-2008 in a tragic car accident, my nephew was 3 and my baby sister 29. I pray God brings you comfort and please do the same for my family. This poem is something only real sisters understand. God Bless.

I am the middle of three sisters, we lost our Mother this year in March, we are sharing looking after our Dad, at present, I think this poem reflects how we fell about each other, and the bond between us, we try to help each other as we unite in grief.

I am the middle of four sisters and we have three other brothers, I love them all with all my heart and would not trade them for the world even though we may fight and argue, we will always love each other and I will always be there for them.

I am the youngest of three sister, we lost our mother last march and then I was diagnosed with Breast Cancer, this poem says it all about us, my sisters have been there for me every step of the way, even though we don't live near, the travel constantly to be at my side...but then that is sister for you.

I am the middle of the three sisters. all of us are happily married but we still miss the childhood that we spent together. We share a bond that is indefinable and this poem truly speaks my heartfelt emotions for my sisters.
I really wish my elder sister and her just delivered twins (who are under intensive care in the hospital) a speedy recovery, and let her know how I miss being with her at this time of her life.
God Bless
Keep smiling

Well, it's not your own story Francis but the story of every girl who is loyal to her family. I'm the oldest of three sisters and your poem expresses exactly how I feel toward them. They are my whole life . I love and respect them even in times of hardship. We sometimes fight, but quickly forgive each other. Believe me I never slept before I kiss them all goodnight.
Thanks Francis for your poem. God bless all sisters who are like you.

I lost my Mother on Nov.30,2008 and my sisters and I are all so lost. We all live in different states and its so hard dealing with our loss apart. We still manage. But today my middle sister called to chat and BAM! she starts crying because she thought I stopped loving her. Well you know that's wrong but she is missing my Mom so much and things have been going on in both our lives that we haven't been able to do the "sister talking". So this poem has hit the nail on the head. My oldest sister's husband keeps telling her we are going to forget her since Mom is gone. Now that's a horrible thing to say to anyone so again this poem is perfect!!
Thank you

I am the third of four sisters. and this poem says it all. Like all sisters we had our ups and downs but we always knew that we loved each other. I lost my youngest sister in 2002 she was only 45 yrs. old I was completely devastated. Now in 2009 I have lost my remaining sisters one passed away on Jan.16th. and the oldest passed away on Mar. 18th.we had her service yesterday.
It hurts soo bad. Sisters are so special you can tell them things that you can not tell anybody else. So those of you who still have sisters cherish them every day of your lives and never take them for granted because you will not know how much you miss them until they are gone. There is a special place in my heart set aside just for them.

I have two older sisters and this is a great poem about us. we fight and argue lots but we know that at the end of the day, we love each other very much. I very much enjoyed reading you poem. Thank-you.

I have three daughters who are the best of friends. This poem fits them perfectly. Their father was murdered Oct.27,2008 and I Thank God everyday that they have each other to lean on. Two of them live very close to each other and the other lives about an hour away. It is especially hard for her being far away but they remain close in heart