Poems About: SISTER
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349.Brother And Sister
"SISTER, sister, go to bed!
Go and rest your weary head."
Thus the prudent brother said. read more »Lewis Carroll
350.A sister is.....
A sister is your guardian angel if she's older,
and your constant shadow if she's younger.
She's your best friend in all your endevours.
Your confidant, protector of your heart, read more »Tessa Eichhorst
As I think about it more and more each day, it comes clearer to me.
What I feel in my heart is no lie. read more »Loretta Doyle Smalley
352.Strength... Is My Sister (A Hip-Hop/Pop Song Lyrics)
'Strength... Is My Sister '
(A Pop/Hip-Hop Song & Lyrics)
? ? read more »MoonBee Canady
Brothers lend me your ears, and I’ll listen to you.
Sisters don’t cry for me, I’ll shed a tear for you.
Brothers come fight alongside me, and I’ll fight for you.
Sisters be there for me, and I’ll be here for you. read more »Gordon David
A sister is something I missed as a kid
I wished and hoped with everything I did,
Someone to be there and play with
and when in trouble, help plead the fifth. read more »Randi Nicole Dement
355.Birds On The Nest
There was a bird's nest in the tree
There's only a sister to the other three
They barely chirp in glee,
At times, they may but will just end suddenly read more »Joanna Maria Lozano
356.The Little Sister
The wind knocks at the window,
And my heart is full of fear,
For I know when it is calling
That some evil thing is near. read more »Dora Sigerson Shorter
357.Come Little Sister
This is the age of the electric transaction
Come on little sister, let me show you around
This is the age of the impersonal inquiry
This is the age of the manwomanman read more »Tom Courtney
358.To The Union
Giant aggregate of nations,
Glorious Whole of glorious Parts,
Unto endless generations
Live United, hands and hearts! read more »Martin Farquhar Tupper
My sister was named Orleans
After the town where she was born,
Dear Orleans, my best friend,
A little girl with hazel eyes, read more »Caroline Misner
I'd not complain of Sister Jane, for she was good and kind,
Combining with rare comeliness distinctive gifts of mind;
Nay, I'll admit it were most fit that, worn by social cares,
She'd crave a change from parlor life to that below the stairs, read more »Eugene Field