She lights up the room
with a beautiful smile
her laughter so soft,
but carries far in my soul

Her short hazel hair lies curly and fine
her fingers so soft and so sure

but her smile is what I love most of all
I've known it since I was two

she may never know
how beautiful she is
that darling sweet sister of mine

I cherish her heart
her warm soft embrace
and laughter we've shared
late at night

I treasure her soul
it's a beautiful thing;
and I'm glad to have known it so long

I hope that some day
when we have both grown
she'll find a man just as worthy
who'll cherish her heart more than me

she is my soul sister, my friend to the last