In the tapestry of life's gentle weave, A sister stands, a heart to believe. Her arms, a sanctuary, warm and wide, A shelter where worries dare not abide. When shadows gather, and courage is thin, She lights the way with a steadfast grin. Her love, a beacon, forever bright, A guiding star in the darkest night. With whispers of wisdom and patience untold, Her caring embrace turns silver to gold. A guardian’s spirit, a friend so true, In her, I find strength to always renew.