A Girl to Remember
She was a tiny baby, cradled in my mother's arms.
Her hair dark like wood, with beautiful eyes.
What I wonder is who she would have been?
I bet she would have been one of those girls next door;
With a good heart, and always being there for people.
I bet she would of been the next J-Lo.
She can dance, sing, act and model while always being herself.
Maybe she would have been our nation's leading hero;
The first one to risk her lives for others who served.
No matter what she would have been, she would always be my big sister.
I would go to her for advice and she would protect me.
I hope she loves heaven.
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