(1822-1888 / Middlesex / England)

Happy Birthday Sister

Short, light skin, nice hair, sweet, honest
Trusting, respectful, caring, and so much more
Those are only a few words to describe you
My protector, my friend, my shoulder to cry on, my love and my life
Those are only a few things that you are to me
You watched over me from day one and well until there aren't any more

You've showed me love in so many ways
You've never once discouraged me
You've never once dishonored me
You've taught me thing all a person like you could
You've always believed in me

You never once told me I couldn't do this or that
You brought me up knowing that “can’t” should never be in my vocabulary
When I was little I counted on you for many things but now you're in a place where
You need to count on me
S- t happens and life goes on

You're where you're at and I'm left here alone
That doesn't change one damn thing though
I looked up to you for so long
You help me with so many things
And now it's time to repay you
No matter what you need I'm here

Like I said you're the love of my life and no one can change that
We share a bond that can't be broken
I will be you're out of contact
I will be here for anything

You were there for me and I will be there for you no matter what you need
Just say the word and I'll be there
I love you with a love that can't be explained and the same goes for you

So my sister don't put your head down thinking I look at you differently
Nothing has changed and nothing will
We're friends until forever
Hold your head up high like you once told me and everything will be right

I'll love you till my dying day so it's all good
You don't need to think about what any one says ‘cause they don't matter
As long as you’re happy then I'm happy.

Happy Birthday..

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Comments (5)

the man is scare and it coves the thougt of the pome
I knew the mass of men conceal'd Their thoughts, for fear that if reveal'd They would by other men be met With blank indifference, or with blame reproved; I knew they lived and moved Trick'd in disguises, alien to the rest Of men, and alien to themselves- and yet The same heart beats in every human breast! A very deep well penned poem worthy of several readings and meditation upon the meaning of lines. So much of Matthew Arnold's poetry is written with reflective beauty or a deep insight, I am often drawn in to think upon and explore similar themes, ideas tugging at meanings in life. Poems can be read so many ways and great poems such as this poem, will offer highlighted different focuses themes emotions upon different readings. Only one major theme will I address here, and in focus only one line, because the sentiment and meaning of the above which Matthew defines I agree with totally; yet all hearts are not the same because 'The same heart beats in every human breast! ' is true in the sense of an organic organ with the same purpose, yet same hearts are younger stronger or healthier than others, and metaphorically the same is true of the intentions sincerity purity of our beliefs and goodwill to others or not, what a beautiful world we would live in if all heats shared the desires aspirations of Mahatma Gandhi, Jesus, Buddha to name but three. To return to the beginning Light flows our war of mocking words, and yet, Behold, with tears mine eyes are wet! I feel a nameless sadness o'er me roll. The poem 'The Buried Life' by Matthew Arnold is not a 5.5 as presently voted here, but a 10+++ for me, and thus I have voted, because this is a wonderful poem, ill judged perhaps because it is long and cannot be grasped in one swift rapid read?
Timeless poetic perfection. Touches the heart and soul with words expertly woven.
This is a insightful powerful poem and it resonated with me on a personal level. thank you
Very deep love and romantic piece of poetry, insightfully penned with conviction. A powerful poem indeed. Thanks for sharing.10/10