my sister often held my hand when we were very small she took the time to wait for me and never mind at all my sister is a special friend wbo always sooths the way my sister is a gift from god a blessing everyday R.I.P. Natahsa Louise xx sweet dreams babygyall
lezlea
6th January 2013
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Sent by MuchLoved on 05/01/2013
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.
Extract from a poem by Henry Scott Holland