My Heart Breaks
As I was walking
through a nights lonely dreams,
I dreamt you were talking
through my minds silent screams.
Living without you not once
crossed my mind,

now I must face it, life's clock doesn't wind.
My sister so young,
many ways still a child.
I still cannot bare it,
my life's running wild.
My tears fall silent on
spring flowers as rain.

My heart,  still weeping,
bleeds and breaks with this pain.
More than my sister,
like my child and best friend.
You were loved before birth,
and now, past the end.

Always on my mind and in my heart
you shall be,
I pray that you now know,
what you were to me.

Sheri Mullins
3-5-01