My Love For My Sister Sandra

You should be very proud of a phenomenal job raising three kids so well
The oldest, Andreas, is so thoughtful with a heart of gold and a
voice that is swell
It was only a few days ago I saw him sing like beautiful base and he
can sure sing like hell
The middle one, Marco, is a wizard at math and chess and in science
will surely excel
and the little one, valentina, is a great ballerina who will anyone
charm with her sweet spell
Yes, you too have handed the torch to three full of talents, skills
and the natural gift to impel
Thank you for the great sister you have always been always so
attentive and meticulous about helping others be well
Thank you for giving me three magnificent niece and nephews that
anyone their merits can tell
And mostly Thank you for all the little things you do everyday for me
and for them to be able to dwell.

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