At a youthful ageI was given what others say
Is the grandest gift of them all,
A baby sister.
A baby sister to hold
And a baby sister to keep.
But the doctors deemed her to be unworthy of life
They claimed a crippled person could not be joyous,
That oxygen tubes could hold her back
And yet she would sparkle brighter than any star,
She would touch more lives than I,
And she was the embodiment of elation.
When she would get hurt,
I would rush to her with an urgency
But she
would stay grinning.
When she would become ill,
I would agonize for her health
But she
was the one who would reassure me of peace.
And when her heart would give up on her body
again and again
I would feel as if mine had too.
Every second spent in a waiting room felt like a minute,
Every minute a hour,
And every hour a year.
But she,
She would come out of that room a solider that had just won the war.
And behind my tears I could always recognize her beaming smile.
She would come back out every time
Except
Once
But that’s all it takes.
Once is enough to feel as if your whole world is burning down,
To feel as if God himself hates you
But she,
She has shown me what I was too blind to see
She has shown me the true meaning of joy
Broken but Beautiful 