I'm thinking back to Christmas times When we were very small And how they were the happiest Most exiting times of all When the sound of Christmas carols Drifted softly through the air When our world was filled with magic And life didn't have a care And then i think of later years Those cheerful hugs & kisses Exchanging gifts and greetings cards And making special wishes But it's funny how those memories Can now break my heart in two For dear Sister, they remind me Just how much I'm missing you.

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I am I and you are you, whatever we were to each other that we still are. Speak to me in the easy way which you always used. Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight? Life means all that it ever meant, it is the same as it ever was.