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My
Sister's
Teddy
Bear ~
Remember
a time
we were
small
and
needed a
special
friend
One that
we could
confide
in
Remember
when we
told our
deepest
secrets
to our
dolls or
teddy
bears
our
laughter
and our
tears
year
after
year
Those
cuddly
friends
were a
little
playmate
only we
could
see
It was
like
having a
little
angel
close,
for you
and me.
When we
grow-up,
we
listen
to
thoughts
of love
We
become
our
sister's
teddy
bears
Who once
lived
within
their
soul
through
the
laughter
and
tears
the pain
of
secrets
only
they
could
know
I am my
sister's
Teddy
Bear as
she is
mine
I love
my
sister
with all
my heart
In
return
she
tells me
all her
secrets
Such
good
stories
she
imparts
We talk
about
Christmas
and the
family
I see
myself
in my
sister's
eyes
Sometime
afterwards,
I cry
I will
never
forget
my own
sweet
Teddy
Bear
My dear
sweet
sister,
mine
Who
lives
within
my heart
and
soul.
When we
are in
heaven
together,
we will
begin
anew..dearest
teddy
bear
I will
be close
to you
Linda
Ann
Henry
© 2009
Do you
remember
me
The
people's
poet
My
sister
Christina's
laughter,
sadness,
and pain
is no
more
She is
an angel
now
If it
was by
accident
we met,
by
choice
we
became
fast
friends...
Friendship
is a
strange
thing....
we find
ourselves
telling
each
other
the
deepest
details
of our
lives
things
we don't
even
share
with our
families
who
raised
us...
But what
is a
friend?
A
confidant?
A touch
of
heaven?
A fellow
emailer?
A
shoulder
to cry
on?
an ear
to
listen
and
pray?
a heart
to
feel?...
A friend
is all
these
things...and
more.
No
matter
where we
met,
I call
you
friend.
A word
so
small...yet
so large
in
feeling...
a word
filled
with
meaning.
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