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My sister is coming!
I yell out with glee.
For when she comes to visit,
There’s such jubilee.

We flit and we flitter
as we go around town.
We have so much fun,
there’s no time to frown.

Our children are grown up now
and our life seems so free.
At the clubhouse or the pool
together we’ll be.

We lie in bed and talk
late into the night
of times when we were kids
and our wonderful life.

A vacation we both have
no matter what we do,
For my sister is here 
and it’s just us two.

© Copyright 1997 by Jean E. Gorney