The chills that I have inside,
Are sometimes to much for me to hide.

The coldness that races down my spine,
As I think of that heart crushing time.

It was a dreary November afternoon.
God, why did you have to take her so soon?

Her body lay there stiff and motionless.
From that day forward my life's been a mess.

She was so tiny,beautiful, but yet her body so cold.
She was my sister,age: Four months old.

I never thought I'd make it through,
Until I realized someday I'll die too.

When my day comes we'll be together again,
In a life of joy and free from sin.