I had an older sister that I lost when she was 31 years old. She used to keep me company when I was young and I used to babysit for her when I got older.

 

I used to go to her house and she would cook for her husband. One day I went over there and she had cooked a Sweet Potato Pie that was so pretty and so bright orange. I asked her "how do I make a Sweet Potato Pie" and peanut butter cake.

 

I practiced till I perfected the Pie. Now I know I can make a great Pie.  However, I never tasted her Pie, and she never tasted mine.

 

I had a great sister, but I lost her very early on. I want to thank her for telling me how to make a great Pie,

 

R.I.P. My sister Shirley. Your girls are doing fine with their children and your grandchildren that you didn't get to meet.

 

I miss You..