In the quiet whispers of the night,
Her laughter echoes, faint and light.
A sister’s bond, now torn apart,
Leaves a void within my heart.

The days grow long, the nights so cold,
Memories of her, like stories told.
Her gentle touch, her loving gaze,
Now lost within the morning haze.

I search the stars, I seek the skies,
Hoping to find her in the twilight’s rise.
But all I find are shadows deep,
And tears that fall as I silently weep.

Though she’s gone, her spirit remains,
In every drop of summer rains.
A sister’s love, forever true,
In my heart, she lives anew.