You Three
Unique from the start, temper of flame.
Tiny but tangy, you best know her name.
By evil nor grief, did she take her blame,
But morals of integrity, her anger did claim.
To hurt one she loved would put you in fire.
Her Motherly, inherent, protective, desire,
Would tear you to shreds in the blink of an eye.
Herself she'd not think, for beliefs she would die.
Sacrifice and self deny,
For all her charges sanctify
Not a day did she regret,
Never a need did she forget
Remember her and be not cold,
For she our Mother this story told
And I who write with eyes so dim,
See clearly with this ink and pen
To your hearts, I send this plea,
Your sister younger than you three
Raw emotion consumed by flame
She's gone and forgiven but I carry her name
With me she travels and every day
This grief, my burden, I must weigh
Her only sin as my eyes see,
Was to leave so early for eternity
Now sisters dear and brother too
I pass this verse from me to you
Your little sister, to you request
An hour of honest and heart felt rest
How can this by you, to me deny
This is my prayer before I die
Just one hour face to face
I hold for you a love of grace
Her name she gave me with out knowing
Her heart I carry and contents glowing
It's full to brim with all she taught me
And overflowing with love for you three
In Christ her children were taught to believe
And of the gifts they would receive
The knowledge of his holy word
And strength to face a world absurd
To bring her back to Earth to share
I dare not wish, not we compare
For Heaven's gates have opened wide
And Mother's there, on the other side
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