sing to me, sister
sing me the song that I like
she sings, her voice flowing
I admired it then, I miss it now
draw for me, sister
draw me a picture I'd like
she draws, pencil flying
I cherished it then, threw it away after
write for me, sister
write me a poem I'd like
she writes, thoughts racing
I read it thoroughly, but didn't understand

That she would be gone and I would have to learn to live on my own.