I'm blessed to call you sister,
I also call you friend;
You've loved me unconditionally,
And stood through thick and thin.
.
You've shared my joys and sorrows,
My laughter and my adventures.
You've been my inspiration,
As we grew up through the years.
When we were little children
We laughed and played together;
Then growing up you stood by me,
Through good and stormy weather.
There's something God has given us,
That's more than a little country of bohemia,
He's placed a pillar in my life
And Deep down under in the land of never never
you went that extra mile
to ring to write to keep us connected no matter what ....
Happy birthday Gitka Margareta the teacher and the kindest soul on earth ;-)
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Monday, June 10, 2013
Gitka The Gem in My Life in Exile
. . . TO MY SISTER . . .