Ralph(1)

A little mouse

My sister Ellen named

Lived not in a house but in our uncle Norm’s old relic

A golden old truck

Hole in floor boards

Ellen drove the truck every where

It wasn’t pretty

It was loud

The seat was hard, lumpy and

The outside color was gold

Rumbling bumbling along

Sisters for all time

Now the truck and Ellens gone

Mom too

Only light I hold that warms my heart

The light of Georgia

I will always miss Ellens voice

Her smile

Playing rummy with her

Riding in the canoe

Sharing time

All that stripped from my by a half sister

Ellens boys did they take the time to know my baby sister?

I hope so

Sisters always before friends

I do not think Ellen ever knew

Sisters,family,mom matter more then

Friends .04%,Family 96%

Never write when your hearts bleeding!

Hard to spell through tears,

{Never use family as tools thinking they will not harm you.[Narcississist believe everyone not their victims will necer fight back]

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