I've always loved a secondhand bookstore. The smell of an old book, those thick-heavy and hard covered heritage looking books and antique binding. Seriously vintage.
Who knew a trip to an old bookstore would end up in a so called treasure hunt. Hidden treasures are infact along the way!
An old poem was found inside one of the book that I picked up randomly, As I read each lines, it made me thought how much this resembles of her. Yes, my sister Carol. This post is dedicated for you...
A sister is your guardian angel if she's older,
and your constant shadow if she's younger.
She's your best friend in all your endeavours.
Your confidant, protector of your heart,and secret keeper.
A sister can also be your enemy; you best adversary at times of fighting.
She keeps all of your secrets, even the tough ones.
She keeps all of your secrets, even the tough ones.
She's the one to tell you constantly how pretty you are,
partly because you look similar in some ways.
Your sister is the one to call when that one boy talks to you;
especially when he decides to break your heart.
Also she's the first one vowing to beat him up if he breaks your heart.
Your sister is your mother at a younger age and you are hers.
Also she's the first one vowing to beat him up if he breaks your heart.
Your sister is your mother at a younger age and you are hers.
Not only is she your savior shall anything happen to you,
she also knows what to do to make you feel better and wipe away the tears.
A sister is your only friend when all others have walked out,
especially when you need a friend the most.
This is the person you shared your bedroom,
and at any time when your body changes,
the one whom you share clothes with.
She knows what makes you laugh, cry,
She knows what makes you laugh, cry,
and most times is the one to make you laugh and cry.
She gives you a firm grasp of life
and tells you how hard love is so you don't go in blind.
She has the qualities of an angel and will never leave your side.
She's the one who understands every personal event life throws at you,
for she lost the same loved one you did.
(copied from an old poem by anonymous.)
To me a sister is all of these qualities rolled into one. For I am the lucky one to have a big sister like her...=)
To me a sister is all of these qualities rolled into one. For I am the lucky one to have a big sister like her...=)
xoxo
Eve
