To be sung to a basic blues strum...
Well, I have three sisters, but one of them's gone.
She went home to Heaven when the days were still long.
One had a birthday just yesterday,
So I called her up to see what she'd say.
It went straight to voicemail. (I wasn't surprised.)
She'll call me back later; I'm sure she's all right.
So I called up the other of the two I have left.
We talked for a while, but we both felt bereft.
Don't get me wrong -- I'm glad for those two.
If I didn't have them, God knows what I'd do.
There're also two brothers that I love a whole lot,
But that sister that's missing leaves a big empty spot.
There's nothing that beats having a sister.
Well three, but one's gone, and boy, have we missed her.
That's the song I wrote for you, Missy.
4 comments:
I cannot feel the feel of loosing a sibling. I have not had that kind of pain. I cannot understand the lose or the place within your heart that is now was instead of is. I did not know her but my guess is that she would like this.
John
She would, John. She'd probably say, "Silly, I'll always be with you." I just wish I could see her face and hear her voice. Thanks for reading.
Wonderful,Kate! This is sweet and a little silly and perfectly captures the blank space that seems to take up so much room when a sibling is missing. Love to you!
Thank you, Cindy -- love right back to you, dear friend!
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