<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1009819475007804561</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sat, 07 Sep 2024 23:33:28 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Sister</title><description></description><link>http://143sister.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Rangan)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1009819475007804561.post-8720211013011988104</guid><pubDate>Mon, 08 Dec 2014 13:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-12-08T05:03:17.300-08:00</atom:updated><title>To my dear dear.... </title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: Nunito, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;&quot;&gt;A sister is someone who loves you from the heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: Nunito, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;&quot;&gt;No matter how much you argue you cannot be drawn apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: Nunito, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;&quot;&gt;She is a joy that cannot be taken away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: Nunito, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;&quot;&gt;Once she enters your life, she is there to stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: Nunito, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;&quot;&gt;A friend who helps you through difficult times,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: Nunito, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;&quot;&gt;Her comforting words are worth much more than dimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: Nunito, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;&quot;&gt;A partner who fills your life with laughs and smile,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: Nunito, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;&quot;&gt;These memories last for miles and miles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: Nunito, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;&quot;&gt;When she is by your side, the world is filled with life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: Nunito, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;&quot;&gt;When she is not around, your days are full of strife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: Nunito, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;&quot;&gt;A sister is a blessing, who fills your heart with love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: Nunito, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;&quot;&gt;She flies with you in life with the beauty of a dove.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: Nunito, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;&quot;&gt;A companion to whom you can express your feelings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: Nunito, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;&quot;&gt;She doesn&#39;t let you get bored at family dealings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: Nunito, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;&quot;&gt;Whether you are having your ups or downs,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: Nunito, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;&quot;&gt;She always helps you with a smile and never frowns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: Nunito, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;&quot;&gt;With a sister you cannot have a grudge,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: Nunito, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;&quot;&gt;She is as sweet as chocolate and as smooth as fudge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: Nunito, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;&quot;&gt;Having a sister is not just a trend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: Nunito, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;&quot;&gt;It is knowing you can always turn to her, your best friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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</description><link>http://143sister.blogspot.com/2014/06/sister-e-card.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rangan)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuKjUGJjxMjsayS8m8Og3Wre29sv9LLufE4jcySI1pTLliih6lg-a_sUocg5Sm2xkscyib45x64T0hYpGR-oCNWnFnLo5v9F7G7FjseFr5pFqDCaN1go-eG7KAiiq2L9_U4Qy3xHF7V9I/s72-c/i-love-you-sister-poems-165.jpg" height="72" width="72"/></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1009819475007804561.post-2830402358583396349</guid><pubDate>Fri, 26 Feb 2010 07:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-25T23:28:33.057-08:00</atom:updated><title>My Sister, My Friend</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3366ff;&quot;&gt;To me you are an angel in disguise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3366ff;&quot;&gt;Full of intuition, intelligent, and wise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3366ff;&quot;&gt;Always giving and helping through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3366ff;&quot;&gt;Good times and bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3366ff;&quot;&gt;You are the best friend I&#39;ve ever had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3366ff;&quot;&gt;If I had one wish it would surely be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3366ff;&quot;&gt;To give you as much as you&#39;ve given to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3366ff;&quot;&gt;Though I&#39;ve put our relationship through some cloudy days,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3366ff;&quot;&gt;You&#39;ve been my sunshine in so many ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3366ff;&quot;&gt;Through trials and tests, right by me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3366ff;&quot;&gt;You stood,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3366ff;&quot;&gt;And gave me your hand whenever you could.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3366ff;&quot;&gt;Thank you so much my sister, my friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3366ff;&quot;&gt;My gratitude for you has no end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3366ff;&quot;&gt;KT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://143sister.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-sister-my-friend.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rangan)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1009819475007804561.post-4835181884332533171</guid><pubDate>Sat, 11 Jul 2009 05:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-10T22:51:11.866-07:00</atom:updated><title>My Sister, My Friend, and My Hero.</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff6600;&quot;&gt;One more year has passed on by,&lt;br /&gt;Don&#39;t look back&lt;br /&gt;Keep your head held high&lt;br /&gt;For you&#39;re missing the most valuable moments,You see...&lt;br /&gt;When you are looking down toward your feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff6600;&quot;&gt;Walk, if you run, you&#39;ll find yourself wondering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff6600;&quot;&gt;Why or When What never failed to smile down at you,&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, forgot to grin.&lt;br /&gt;We somehow took for granted then,&lt;br /&gt;The special times we shared-Smiles, smells of home, were there&lt;br /&gt;Whenever we got scared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff6600;&quot;&gt;I ran to and from that place,&lt;br /&gt;Yet, never saw that smile.&lt;br /&gt;I look up now, no place to run,&lt;br /&gt;And it&#39;s been here all the while.&lt;br /&gt;I realize late, the things that time&lt;br /&gt;Can&#39;t allow us to hold for long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff6600;&quot;&gt;The youngest, the oldest, and all in between&lt;br /&gt;Can&#39;t return, once time has gone-&lt;br /&gt;Take time, hold the moments, in time they slip away,&lt;br /&gt;Words one heart fought, with a smile to say.&lt;br /&gt;This year will pass, as the years before,&lt;br /&gt;Smile at the life, that you most adore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff6600;&quot;&gt;When time comes and you &quot;forget&quot; to grin, too...&lt;br /&gt;Those who remember your smile of love,&lt;br /&gt;Will hold heads high, to smile right back at you..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;KT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://143sister.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-sister-my-friend-and-my-hero.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rangan)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1009819475007804561.post-1851732144518091827</guid><pubDate>Sat, 11 Jul 2009 05:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-10T22:46:04.850-07:00</atom:updated><title>My Sweet Baby Sister</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff0000;&quot;&gt;I remember her at the age of six&lt;br /&gt;Her smile, her eyes, her sweetness&lt;br /&gt;Would wash onto other except our brother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The news she was leaving me&lt;br /&gt;Hit me like a cold glass of water&lt;br /&gt;Down my back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her days I wanted to fill with joy,&lt;br /&gt;Happiness nothing more than surprises,&lt;br /&gt;Big and small, that would bring happiness to her days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the age of seven&lt;br /&gt;I saw the changes on her face show up,&lt;br /&gt;Puffy pail, no light would shine again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She fought, cut through the enemy as long&lt;br /&gt;As she could she held on to life, she had no success&lt;br /&gt;Her strength slipped away, like sand through my fingers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just two months before her eighth birthday&lt;br /&gt;Lukemia clamed her&lt;br /&gt;Like a thief in the night it took her away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving me with a promise saying&lt;br /&gt;“Up from above I will be&lt;br /&gt;Your guardian angel for life”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE’S GONE. In the cold, alone I stand.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t hate her for it&lt;br /&gt;Because it wasn’t something we could stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved her very much&lt;br /&gt;And if love could change the way&lt;br /&gt;Things are she would still be alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She knew I was always next to her&lt;br /&gt;I had her back&lt;br /&gt;I always loved her and I always cared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though she’s not in sight&lt;br /&gt;She’s still in my thoughts day and night,&lt;br /&gt;Love is what keeps her there.&lt;br /&gt;And makes me thankful for all we shared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past, present, future I will&lt;br /&gt;Always remember her as my&lt;br /&gt;SWEET BABY SISTER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;color:#000000;&quot;&gt;KT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://143sister.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-sweet-baby-sister.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rangan)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1009819475007804561.post-8269128649510433354</guid><pubDate>Sat, 11 Jul 2009 05:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-10T22:42:27.508-07:00</atom:updated><title>Sister 4evar</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot;&gt;You are my cousin!&lt;br /&gt;Through thick and thin know matter what!&lt;br /&gt;You were there all through my life!&lt;br /&gt;Like an Older sister I love so dear!&lt;br /&gt;We may tease or have great times!&lt;br /&gt;But you were there as long as I can see!&lt;br /&gt;You were by my side on the weekends!&lt;br /&gt;You were like my older sister!&lt;br /&gt;But we&#39;re only cousins.&lt;br /&gt;You treat me like I&#39;m only a cousin!&lt;br /&gt;But I think of you as my older sister!&lt;br /&gt;The one I want to be just like!I look up to you!&lt;br /&gt;You&#39;re the one I dream of being just like!&lt;br /&gt;But you are my cousin!&lt;br /&gt;But like an older sister!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;KT&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://143sister.blogspot.com/2009/07/sister-4evar.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rangan)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1009819475007804561.post-7052202457266099675</guid><pubDate>Sun, 08 Mar 2009 06:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-07T22:11:27.897-08:00</atom:updated><title>Sister Hood</title><description>&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff0000;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;The joys of being a sister&lt;br /&gt;Are assured through out the day&lt;br /&gt;As your fighting with your big sisterand your younger ones along the way&lt;br /&gt;Although I enjoy time to myself&lt;br /&gt;Its always so peaceful, quiet and niceI will never forget the way I feelwhen you ask for my advice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each one of you are different&lt;br /&gt;In everything you do&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes your so unique&lt;br /&gt;I have to question you&lt;br /&gt;But thats the joys of being a sister&lt;br /&gt;Having our good times and our bad&lt;br /&gt;Some times you make me happy&lt;br /&gt;Then you make me so madBut all the the things that happenAnd all the times we fall&lt;br /&gt;Just know deep inside your heart&lt;br /&gt;I can&#39;t help but love you all&lt;br /&gt;Our grandpa tells us the day will come&lt;br /&gt;That we will be best friends&lt;br /&gt;But if that day never comes&lt;br /&gt;Our sisterhood NEVER ENDS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff0000;&quot;&gt;kt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://143sister.blogspot.com/2009/03/sister-hood.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rangan)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1009819475007804561.post-8373005392444158205</guid><pubDate>Sun, 08 Mar 2009 06:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-07T22:08:45.473-08:00</atom:updated><title>Sister, Do I Dare Compre Your Love</title><description>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:times new roman;color:#660000;&quot;&gt;Sister&lt;br /&gt;Do I dare to compare your love&lt;br /&gt;To the lighthouse engulfed in fog&lt;br /&gt;Shining its beacon of light&lt;br /&gt;That guides through stormy seas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister&lt;br /&gt;Do I dare to compare your love&lt;br /&gt;To the soft whispers carried on a breeze&lt;br /&gt;As it rustles through copper colored leaves&lt;br /&gt;Words of encouragement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister&lt;br /&gt;Do I dare to compare your love&lt;br /&gt;To the snow capped mountains&lt;br /&gt;Majestic peaks against a soft hue of blue&lt;br /&gt;The epitome of strength&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister&lt;br /&gt;Do I dare to compare your love&lt;br /&gt;To the vast meadows of wildflowers&lt;br /&gt;A motley of colors put on display&lt;br /&gt;Simplifying beauty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister&lt;br /&gt;Do I dare to compare your love&lt;br /&gt;To the endless skies overhead&lt;br /&gt;And its never-ending exhibit of light and dark&lt;br /&gt;Infinite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister&lt;br /&gt;Do I dare to compare your love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#660000;&quot;&gt;KT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://143sister.blogspot.com/2009/03/sister-do-i-dare-compre-your-love.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rangan)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1009819475007804561.post-8968573727083769460</guid><pubDate>Sun, 08 Mar 2009 05:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-07T22:06:47.571-08:00</atom:updated><title>SISTERS MAKE LIFE EASIER</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;color:#993300;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A sister is the one who makes life easier to live,&lt;br /&gt;Whom you can share our likes and dislikes with,&lt;br /&gt;She is the one who tells us her vast secrets and feelings&lt;br /&gt;And asks us to do the same,&lt;br /&gt;And has the rights to know all our friends&#39; name.&lt;br /&gt;She makes us feel comfortable when we are sad,&lt;br /&gt;She guides us the right way when we are bad,&lt;br /&gt;She is more than any word can tell,&lt;br /&gt;She holds us when we tend to fall.&lt;br /&gt;She comes to know our problems through our eyes,&lt;br /&gt;She is of course naughty but wise,&lt;br /&gt;She is my life&#39;s sunrise.&lt;br /&gt;We should always make oneself full&lt;br /&gt;of these qualities to be a sister.&lt;br /&gt;And my Sister you are the most beloved to meAs you care so much for me!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#993300;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#993300;&quot;&gt;KT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://143sister.blogspot.com/2009/03/sisters-make-life-easier.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rangan)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1009819475007804561.post-6103233886396848000</guid><pubDate>Mon, 19 Jan 2009 15:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-10T22:44:23.469-07:00</atom:updated><title>The Importance Of A Sister</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;A sister is someone who loves you from the heart, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;No matter how much you argue you cannot be drawn apart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;She is a joy that cannot be taken away, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;Once she enters your life, she is there to stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;A friend who helps you through difficult times, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;Her comforting words are worth much more than dimes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;A partner who fills your life with laughs and smile, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;These memories last for miles and miles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;When she is by your side, the world is filled with life, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;When she is not around, your days are full of strife. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;A sister is a blessing, who fills your heart with love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;She flies with you in life with the beauty of a dove. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;A companion to whom you can express your feelings, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;She doesn’t let you get bored at family dealings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;Whether you are having your ups or downs, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;She always helps you with a smile and never frowns. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;With a sister you cannot have a grudge, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;She is as sweet as chocolate and as smooth as fudge. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;Having a sister is not just a trend, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;It is knowing you can always turn to her, your best friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;&quot;&gt;Kt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://143sister.blogspot.com/2009/01/importance-of-sister.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rangan)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1009819475007804561.post-6709631502616551701</guid><pubDate>Mon, 19 Jan 2009 15:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-10T22:43:23.296-07:00</atom:updated><title>Big Sis I Love You</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;color:#cc0000;&quot;&gt;My dear Big Sis, you are the greatest there is, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#cc0000;&quot;&gt;And amazing in everyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#cc0000;&quot;&gt;I greatly admire and look up to you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#cc0000;&quot;&gt;Each and every day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#cc0000;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#cc0000;&quot;&gt;You are always showing how much you care, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#cc0000;&quot;&gt;From your heart that is filled with love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#cc0000;&quot;&gt;You are a beautiful Angel, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#cc0000;&quot;&gt;Sent from the heavens above. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#cc0000;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#cc0000;&quot;&gt;I am the luckiest Sis in the world, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#cc0000;&quot;&gt;To have grown up next to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#cc0000;&quot;&gt;We played and laughed and had fun together,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#cc0000;&quot;&gt;A great bond that has always stayed true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#cc0000;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#cc0000;&quot;&gt;Big Sis you are always in my heart &amp;amp; thoughts, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#cc0000;&quot;&gt;And I am always sending you a hug and kiss. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#cc0000;&quot;&gt;You are my world and I love you so much, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#cc0000;&quot;&gt;Always and Forever...Your Lil&#39; Sis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#cc0000;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;&quot;&gt;KT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://143sister.blogspot.com/2009/01/big-sis-i-love-you.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rangan)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1009819475007804561.post-809652489515699534</guid><pubDate>Sun, 04 Jan 2009 09:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-04T01:21:47.739-08:00</atom:updated><title>My Beloved Sister</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot;&gt;Today, while I sit in my rocking chair to rest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot;&gt;Reminiscing the time that I loved the best,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot;&gt;In my vision I can once more see,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot;&gt;My beloved sister and brothers and even me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot;&gt;The time of happiness that only our family knows,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot;&gt;Before the impending moment that maturity grows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot;&gt;I am just reminiscing - they have gone their own way now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot;&gt;Since then - my black hair has turned gray above the brow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot;&gt;The house is still there - no noise anymore,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot;&gt;No one to pick on, no wrestling on the floor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot;&gt;No heavy footsteps, no laughter or glee,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot;&gt;My beloved sister&#39;s voice no longer calling me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot;&gt;Many years of our life were spent apart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot;&gt;My sister and brothers to new nests did part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot;&gt;Something went amiss one sad day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot;&gt;When my beloved sister left to go far away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot;&gt;I may have some pleasures and leisure from care,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot;&gt;But willingly, some of my possessions I&#39;d gladly share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot;&gt;If only my beloved sister I could hold near,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot;&gt;For one cherishing moment of that long ago year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:78%;color:#666666;&quot;&gt;kt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://143sister.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-beloved-sister.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rangan)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1009819475007804561.post-3711089243124841731</guid><pubDate>Sun, 16 Nov 2008 05:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-15T22:11:14.162-08:00</atom:updated><title>My Sister---Birthday Poem</title><description>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;On this the day of your birth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;I wrote you a poem, one that is worth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;the world and then some,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;because it comes from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;the greatest brother alive,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;one that would dive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;in front of a bullet to save his sister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;one that would make today a disaster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;by not getting her a present&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;because I couldn&#39;t afford a pheasant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;or was it a quail I was looking for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;the one Mr. Cheney eventually wore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;on his back, like a cape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;to show quails there was no excape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;but, on a lighter note, I know why I&#39;m here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;it&#39;s time to celebrate that special time of year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;when you were born and later found&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;taken home, and fond of sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;you later made in your room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;the noise you hear from a flute out of tune&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;but, now you&#39;re here with friends a plenty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;to celebrate this, your birthday of twenty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://143sister.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-sister-birthday-poem.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rangan)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1009819475007804561.post-2682323907691177808</guid><pubDate>Sun, 26 Oct 2008 13:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-26T06:30:41.657-07:00</atom:updated><title>Card..</title><description>&lt;a 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url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFk-TEjzkrzGwKLalsSJTLkqJhj_Hb49S079-ecKXNtHtdNxuI4UQssg8gjuFphCc2dicawRgkZKS7NSRj40h3mNua0DEn_z75VdRDAN_ZY6aItmM0UKaf5utFWiscxfnpGAU-zRtAExI/s72-c/10000-001-07-1078.gif" height="72" width="72"/></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1009819475007804561.post-2617363360895115631</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 Oct 2008 16:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-15T09:46:53.451-07:00</atom:updated><title>I CANNOT LIVE WITHOUT MY SISTER</title><description>My sisters I just can’t live without&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes they bug me&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes they hug me&lt;br /&gt;Before as children we use to play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we have our own ways&lt;br /&gt;I will always have a big sister&lt;br /&gt;I will always have a little sister&lt;br /&gt;Although sometimes I wish I was an only child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what I would do without my sisters&lt;br /&gt;Having sisters means I will always have a friend&lt;br /&gt;As I look back on memories of my life&lt;br /&gt;I remember my sisters and all the times we had together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I look up to my older sister&lt;br /&gt;My younger sister looks up to me&lt;br /&gt;Through good times and bad&lt;br /&gt;We will always stick together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my sisters dearly and&lt;br /&gt;I could not see my life without them</description><link>http://143sister.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-cannot-live-without-my-sister.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rangan)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1009819475007804561.post-6398862458632872634</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 Oct 2008 16:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-15T09:43:04.410-07:00</atom:updated><title>Sonnet: God, Bless My Dear Sister</title><description>God gave her beauteous body and long hair!&lt;br /&gt;Intelligent, she prayed really hard;&lt;br /&gt;She spoke fluently and looked very fair;&lt;br /&gt;As doctor, she was superb in the ward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But suddenly, her dad had fallen ill;&lt;br /&gt;She looked after him like a nurse by day;&lt;br /&gt;Insulined making urine sugar Nil!&lt;br /&gt;She worked as doctor by night far away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God blessd her with good husband, three children;&lt;br /&gt;Her Practice too is good but life is tough;&lt;br /&gt;She tends to mother more than eighty when&lt;br /&gt;She develops chest-cold and nasty cough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless my doctor sister for her feat!&lt;br /&gt;Help her in times of woes: devils defeat.</description><link>http://143sister.blogspot.com/2008/10/sonnet-god-bless-my-dear-sister.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rangan)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1009819475007804561.post-8032740460416743169</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 Oct 2008 16:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-15T09:41:46.320-07:00</atom:updated><title>The Dust of Relationship</title><description>When our mother&#39;s sister came to town&lt;br /&gt;we were so happy that our mother&#39;s sister&lt;br /&gt;would be close by at hand.&lt;br /&gt;Having grown in this distant place&lt;br /&gt;away from where most relatives lived,&lt;br /&gt;insequirities of cloistered life saw hope&lt;br /&gt;in our aunt&#39;s coming to town.&lt;br /&gt;We never imagined that our mother and aunt&lt;br /&gt;being siblings could have deep rooted rivalries&lt;br /&gt;of affection and qualities.&lt;br /&gt;Preoccupation with families and distance&lt;br /&gt;had probably put the dust below the carpet.&lt;br /&gt;When the carpet is being cleaned&lt;br /&gt;the families are getting choked&lt;br /&gt;with the dust of their relationship.</description><link>http://143sister.blogspot.com/2008/10/dust-of-relationship.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rangan)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1009819475007804561.post-1536073644475214384</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 Oct 2008 16:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-15T09:39:57.671-07:00</atom:updated><title>To My Big Sister</title><description>I really want to thank you&lt;br /&gt;For being by my side&lt;br /&gt;And always staying calm for me&lt;br /&gt;When its not a perfect ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&#39;ve survived the impossible&lt;br /&gt;And you&#39;ve done the unknown&lt;br /&gt;You&#39;ll always have a part of me&lt;br /&gt;When i am fully grown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the time i can remember&lt;br /&gt;You&#39;ve always taken care of me&lt;br /&gt;But i was little then&lt;br /&gt;I didn&#39;t really see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought life was great&lt;br /&gt;When we had our mom and dad&lt;br /&gt;But little did i know&lt;br /&gt;We were in a world full of bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the abuse and hunger&lt;br /&gt;That we had to live through&lt;br /&gt;Only made us stronger&lt;br /&gt;I couldn&#39;t do it without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thank you sister&lt;br /&gt;so so very much&lt;br /&gt;I know i might not tell you&lt;br /&gt;But i love you a bunch</description><link>http://143sister.blogspot.com/2008/10/to-my-big-sister.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rangan)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1009819475007804561.post-6666665228256844486</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 Oct 2008 16:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-15T09:34:23.013-07:00</atom:updated><title>To An Angry Sister.</title><description>Sister, my sister&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that you speak so loud?&lt;br /&gt;Is it your way to be noticed?&lt;br /&gt;Or your way to make yourself count?&lt;br /&gt;Tell me sister, who will listen?&lt;br /&gt;Who will see?&lt;br /&gt;The words coming out of your mouth&lt;br /&gt;are only those of hatred and bitterness&lt;br /&gt;turning the beautiful sight of you into an ugly one&lt;br /&gt;Why my sister&lt;br /&gt;Is it that you don’t care?&lt;br /&gt;Is it your arrogance&lt;br /&gt;That you appearently seem to think is fine?&lt;br /&gt;Is it your ignorance&lt;br /&gt;Which is obvious when you say those stupid things&lt;br /&gt;Or is it just you being self-centered&lt;br /&gt;Thinking that’s what the worlds looking for?&lt;br /&gt;No, my lovely sister&lt;br /&gt;Is that really all there’s to know about you?&lt;br /&gt;Is that all you have to give?&lt;br /&gt;I know better&lt;br /&gt;You know better and guess what&lt;br /&gt;The world knows better&lt;br /&gt;So lift yourself up sister&lt;br /&gt;And finally be proud of the queen you truely are!</description><link>http://143sister.blogspot.com/2008/10/to-angry-sister.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rangan)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1009819475007804561.post-6187203892362474328</guid><pubDate>Tue, 05 Aug 2008 05:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-04T22:37:59.717-07:00</atom:updated><title>Who Is A Sister?</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000066;&quot;&gt;A sister is the one who makes life easier to live,&lt;br /&gt;Whom you can share our likes and dislikes with,&lt;br /&gt;She is the one who tells us her vast secrets and feelings&lt;br /&gt;And asks us to do the same,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#003300;&quot;&gt;And has the rights to know all our friends&#39; name.&lt;br /&gt;She makes us feel comfortable when we are sad,&lt;br /&gt;She guides us the right way when we are bad,&lt;br /&gt;She is more than any word can tell,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000066;&quot;&gt;She holds us when we tend to fall.&lt;br /&gt;She comes to know our problems through our eyes,&lt;br /&gt;She is of course naughty but wise,&lt;br /&gt;She is my life&#39;s sunrise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#003300;&quot;&gt;We should always make oneself full&lt;br /&gt;of these qualities to be a sister.&lt;br /&gt;And my Sister you are the most beloved to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#003300;&quot;&gt;As you care so much for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://143sister.blogspot.com/2008/08/who-is-sister.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rangan)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1009819475007804561.post-1035004561023606709</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Jul 2008 06:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-20T23:27:11.243-07:00</atom:updated><title>You&#39;re Really A Special Sister</title><description>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#993300;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;It takes wonderful things&lt;br /&gt;To make a sister like you&lt;br /&gt;Generosity and kindness&lt;br /&gt;To name just a few&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&#39;re really very special&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know&lt;br /&gt;And each year my feelings&lt;br /&gt;Continue to grow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m mighty fortunate to have&lt;br /&gt;Someone like you&lt;br /&gt;A sister that is loyal&lt;br /&gt;Caring, loving and true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warm thoughts and wishes&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m sending to you&lt;br /&gt;A wish that all of your dreams&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#993300;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will come true&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#993300;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;kt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://143sister.blogspot.com/2008/07/youre-really-special-sister.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rangan)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1009819475007804561.post-5482208666129673011</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Jul 2008 06:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-20T23:25:33.695-07:00</atom:updated><title>Our Friendship Is as Close as Closest Sisters</title><description>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:arial;color:#006600;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our friendship is as close as closest sisters,&lt;br /&gt;Two flutes with a single melody,&lt;br /&gt;Interchanging runs through changing vistas,&lt;br /&gt;Notes like birds alighting on a tree.&lt;br /&gt;To some, friends are like books upon a shelf;&lt;br /&gt;Yet you to me are like another self.&lt;br /&gt;This music will not stop for other misters,&lt;br /&gt;Nor will it pause for princes, real or elf.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:arial;color:#006600;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;However life may wend, we will be we.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#006600;&quot;&gt;KT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://143sister.blogspot.com/2008/07/our-friendship-is-as-close-as-closest.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rangan)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1009819475007804561.post-2849815987442368867</guid><pubDate>Sat, 07 Jun 2008 06:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-07T00:01:27.655-07:00</atom:updated><title>You Have A Special Heart</title><description>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:arial;color:#663333;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You always give so much of yourself&lt;br /&gt;To the people that are around you&lt;br /&gt;Adding a richness to their lives&lt;br /&gt;By all the things you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a special heart&lt;br /&gt;One that is full of caring&lt;br /&gt;Your heart is filled with genuine love&lt;br /&gt;A love that you&#39;re always sharing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&#39;re someone I can count on&lt;br /&gt;When I need a helping hand&lt;br /&gt;You&#39;re compassionate and loving&lt;br /&gt;You always understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m so thankful to have someone in my life&lt;br /&gt;Who has a heart so true&lt;br /&gt;Very few people&lt;br /&gt;Are as loving as you&lt;br /&gt;I love you!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:arial;color:#663333;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;kt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://143sister.blogspot.com/2008/06/you-have-special-heart.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rangan)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1009819475007804561.post-6738229809094563306</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 May 2008 05:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-26T22:38:08.941-07:00</atom:updated><title>From brother to sister</title><description>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#006600;&quot;&gt;When we spend time together&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy your company so much&lt;br /&gt;I don&#39;t want to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&#39;re someone I can count on&lt;br /&gt;When I need a helping hand&lt;br /&gt;You know me so well&lt;br /&gt;You always understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have our ups and downs&lt;br /&gt;This we both know&lt;br /&gt;Through it all our bond&lt;br /&gt;Still manages to grow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may be different&lt;br /&gt;In many ways&lt;br /&gt;But we still enjoy each other&lt;br /&gt;When together we spend our days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I&#39;m trying to tell you&lt;br /&gt;You may already know&lt;br /&gt;You&#39;re an important part in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#006600;&quot;&gt;And I hope this I show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;kt&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://143sister.blogspot.com/2008/05/from-brother-to-sister.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rangan)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1009819475007804561.post-8088258412941025317</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 May 2008 05:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-26T22:34:48.288-07:00</atom:updated><title>You&#39;re More Than A Sister</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000066;&quot;&gt;One of life&#39;s special gifts&lt;br /&gt;Is to have a sister like you&lt;br /&gt;You&#39;re such an awesome person&lt;br /&gt;With a heart and soul so true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy being in your presence&lt;br /&gt;And on you I can always depend&lt;br /&gt;You are more to me than a sister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000066;&quot;&gt;You are also a very good friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;color:#330033;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://143sister.blogspot.com/2008/05/youre-more-than-sister.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rangan)</author></item></channel></rss>