This poem is about my littlest sister who died June 23, 1998.
She was born on November 18, 1997.
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An angel stolen in the night
After she left
A cloud of sadness is all that seemed to be
She always made us laugh
Now that is replaced by tears
She had the curliest hair
Love to listen to I Believe I Can Fly
Never cried when she wanted something
Loved to steal my food
Left us way to soon
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