In the chapel's gentle glow, Where soft melodies entwine, The big sister stands, aglow, Her heart, a tender shrine. In her eyes, a lifetime's care, Stories only sisters know, Beside her, the bride so fair, In love's pure, radiant flow. Through laughter, tears, and late-night talks, Hand in hand, they've always grown, Now down the aisle, her sister walks, Into a love she's finally known. With a heart that's full, she stands, Proud as ever, tears of grace, The big sister, linked by hands, To memories no time can erase.