Teri She was the first baby I knew, Born dark haired and chubby with eyes dark blue. My skin so fair and hers warm and tan, I was her first playmate and her biggest fan. She lit up a room with her amazing smile, Spreading her brand of happiness was her special style. Those inert eyes and sporadic nature left me often worried, But she never wavered. She had no fear of snakes, told me theyd always run. She lived games of all kinds, She was all about fun. Artistic, creative and musically gifted, When she sang like an angel, Our hearts always lifted. Snow ball fights, swimming, sewing and more, Made a mean pot of chili, its not spicy, she swore. Her paintings are magical, Her quilts full of love, Ive no doubt her carrot cake came from above. Sisters are sisters, we bickered and poked, But mostly we shared and giggled and joked. Teri, run, laugh and play, Sing in Heaven and dance. Ill meet you there soon, youll know at first glance. I wrote this tribute to Teri
Posted on: Wed, 28 Jan 2015 00:13:12 +0000
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