| My Sister [poem] |
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I. My sister, she lives her life like the butterfly searching for a garden more beautiful than the last. My sister, she lives her life on the jet plane searching for a city large enough to hold her heart. My sister,
she lives her life searching for the love she knows is there; she's just gotta find it someday, somehow she's just gotta grasp it lay her life down and let love rule.
2. My sister, did I tell you that I love you? That you are without a doubt one of my all-time favourite people? so full of life and fun and colour yet deep enough to care (a combination - you'll agree - that's actually quite rare); and the time we've spent together has been far too brief for us to say all that needs be said: cos' the gathering clouds they warn us that time, it really does grow short, and I fear one day it will be too late to say all we should have said; and so, if nothing else, please remember that I told you that I love you, and that God rules that City your heart is searching for (O.K?).
[Kristin Jack is the Asia Coordinator of Servants. He and his family lived in Cambodia for 17 years. A book of his poetry, entitled 'Poetry and Prophecy' is available from Servants.] |