* I atribute this poem as though's about my sister, whom is on my side and presently by my side! There is no deeper feeling That that which fall's From deep with-in Some people get a rash But, I've got a friend From the beginning There was some doubt ---- Could I live without her Whether I could do without ---- For in life are many blessing's I can name a few Every time I get a blessing She get's one too ---- Sure their are moment's Moment's that we must dread From a gift that is fraught From time She's alway's in my head ---- My thought's are her thought's And her thought's are mind Is that really so unusual We do this all the time ---- She is always thinking for us She is alway's in my head Seem's that everyday We always' have a fight If we haven't had one all day Then we willl surely have one' By night ---- Could it be that We are closer than close Or could it be that Some-how We are closer Than most ---- Though she prefer bread I prefer toast ---- She is my toast That which I toast The most She is my twin To the end GF