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A Sister's Poem
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My Sister
Some say she can't see, others say "poor thing" Doctors say she can't hear, but... I know she has improved so much, I know what she can do, not what she can't. I've watched her write her name, I've heard her sing a song from a year and a half ago. I've watched her pretend. I've seen her happy. I know her, as most people don't. I know she can see me, I know she can hear me, She is so happy and gets such a big thrill out of so many tiny things. How wonderful it is to see her progress. I love when I read to her, she loves it when I do; And sometimes when I read her a simple book she reads it back to me. I would be such a different person without her, I would not know how to sign or be so understanding. Even though I can see and hear as most all the world does, It is better for me, because of her. I love her, my sister, Alexis.
Author Adrienne D'Luna, Age 9 |