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I wish I got to meet you


I stare at your grave, wishing I got to meet you     

Every time your name is said, mom cries missing you

The boys don’t even know who you are

How is anyone expected to explain the very short life you lived?

I wish I got to meet you

Every sunrise and sunset reminds me of you, even though I’ve never met you

Mom always said you had the brightest red hair and the most brilliant blue eyes and had freckles dashed across your face

I wish I got to meet you I could tell you so much

I could introduce you to all my friends, you would get along so well with them

Some are even family now

I wish I got to meet you

We could do all the things siblings do

You’d know all my secrets and I’d know all of yours

You’d protect me and I’d protect you

You would be the one I could trust the most

I wish I got to meet you

Even though you’re not here, you know my biggest secret

The day it happened, you were there for me and you’ll always be there for me

That’s what siblings are for, right?

Hardly anyone knows it happened but you do, not even mom

He still haunts my dreams laughing at me, saying no one will ever believe me

But you believe me, you were there when it happened

You are my rock and my savior, you keep my head on straight

I wish I got to meet you

I love you my amazing older sister, I wish I got to meet you my darling Angela

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