Sister of my heart ,
born of mothers wing.
I have come to say good bye.
Go little sister, where you will find peace . . .
Where you will find our mother once again.
She'll swoop you up under her downy wing
with all the comfort and love you deserve , but could not find here.
She will teach you again , how to love yourself .
Then you will always be loved.
With peace , love and joy ,
M'Larky
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