I Was the Big Sister

      I found this poem in the back of my scrapbook. I wrote it for my sister Robyn's bridal shower in 1996. I'm surprised to have forgotten it because it was meaningful and personal to me, and still is. Robyn and Dale celebrated their 24th anniversary May 25th, so this is a good time to post it.

                                         I Was the Big Sister

                         

                          I was the big sister, so I watched over you

                                when you were small,

                                and knees got scraped

                                and toys got broken.

                        I was the big sister, so I invited you to church

                             where your heart was opened

                             and you met a Savior

                             to watch over you.

                        I was the big sister, so I grieved for you

                             when the hurts were bigger

                             and your heart was bruised

                             and I couldn’t be with you.

                        I was the big sister, so I prayed for you

                             when you were grown

                             and making bad choices

                             that scarred your spirit.

                        I was the big sister, so I rejoiced with you

                             when you returned to the Lord

                             and He gave you His gift—

                             Dale, to watch over you.

                        I was the big sister, so I watched over you

                             and I always will.