A Poem to a Sister from a Brother Getting Married

If roses grow in heaven
Lord please pick a bunch for me
place them in my sister's hands
and tell her they're from me
tell her I love her and miss her
and when she turns and smiles
place a kiss upon her cheek
and hold her for awhile
because remembering her is easy
I do it everyday
but there is an ache within my heart
because I'm missing her today
when everything is said and done
I will cherish this day with a smile
because I know my sister is here with me
as I am walking down the aisle.

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