To a special sister, you will be forever missed. You were a Rainbow in our lives. Here is some poetry that reminds me how special you always were.

Wayward Beam

A rainbow stopped beside me, in my room the other day.
Just a wayward sunbeam, out to wander and to play.
Between two clouds it darted.
Straight through my window pane.
Then through a glass upon the shelf, that wayward sunbeam came.
But when it stopped beside me, were I smiled and looked in awe.
A brilliant colored spectrum, was the sun beam that I saw.
A scattered and broken sunbeam, with it's heart and soul revealed.
The things that made it lovely, no longer were concealed.
But as I stopped to ponder, how it stumbled at its play.
It pulled itself together, and swiftly stole away.

Love always, your brother.

Steve