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I wish I had a sister
One to call my own,
She could keep me company
When no one else is home.

For thirty-two long years
My heart forever ached,
To have my own sister
Whom with I could cook and bake.

I'm a tad bit jealous,
But really, could you blame me?
To have my own flesh and blood sister
That's what's missing, now you all see.

Copyright © Cynthia Jones
Dec.12/2004