Sunday, May 3, 2015

Special Person

After discovering a box full of memorabilia that was hidden away for years, I found long-lost treasures. The following treasure is what my fifteen-year-old sister wrote in 1975 after she came to visit me in Evansville. Today is my little sister's birthday.

Special Person

Most people have a special
 person in their life,
like a husband or a wife.

And with a small child, 
usually it's a mother.

And a young boy,
it's his older brother.

But some don't have
a wife or a brother,
so they settle for another,

And mine is as special 
as one can be
for I know she really 
does love me.

To me she is the best.
I could forget about the rest.

I love her so much
words can't say

I love my sister
in every way.

                                                           --Lynnette (1975)

Lynnette at fifteen (1975)

Lynnette at fifty-five (2015)

Lynnette standing out in a crowd

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