We buried our sister today
Our souls burn red with pain
No longer will we touch her face
Or caress her skin again
We buried our sister today
God, what have we done wrong
To have her stolen from our arms
When our faith in you was strong
We buried our sister today
Next month she would be three
Searing, ripping, tearing, aching
Emotions overcome me
We buried our sister today
Thank God we have each other
We couldn't walk this path alone
When breathing is a bother
Nancy Joy (June 1963—May 1966)
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