For My Sister On Our 40th Birthday

For My Sister On Our 40th Birthday ballad

40 here we come, please greet us with a smile
We have so much to be grateful for, let’s drift back for a while

A childhood full of laughter, the pictures are timeless gems
Memories that make us quick to smile, truly blessed to be twins

The years passed by so quickly, our book of life holds 40 years
Our first words and first steps, our soulful dreams and conquered fears

The years have been kind to us, but heartache found us too
We carry our Mom within our hearts; she lives on in me and you

To have you as my sister is the gift that never ends
You were my compass of hope, when I fought the raging winds

Together we are stronger, we share the laughter and the tears
A bond that has grown stronger, truly blessed for 40 years

So today let’s celebrate the women we have become
Cherish the journey that has brought us here and the mystery as a new day dawns

Let’s raise our glass and toast the tender spirit of our hearts
Our love of life and all we have, for it is God’s work of art

We have so much to celebrate, the love of family and friends
Let’s make a wish and cut our cake, we have the greatest gift…we are twins!

…Love you always, Natalie XO

This poem is part of the Poetry Book The Heart’s Journey Home

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The potential of the human spirit has always amazed me. Through poetry, I try to capture the essence of the fragility and the resiliency of our hearts.
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