My sister was all frothy underskirts
And I was a sticky kid
Oh how I must have irritated
With some of the things I did
She left me in the post office
When I was only three
Boy, did she get into trouble ..
When Mum found out, you see..
My sister was a dreamer
Her head usually in a book
She’d forgotten I was with her
Didn’t even take a look!
Just went home for her dinner
and to face the wrath of Mum
She didn’t come back for me…
I was left with a rumbling tum
But her little ploy was rumbled too
I wasn’t lost forever
She’d taught me my name and address
The post people thought I was so clever
They took me home in a post office van
It was a lovely shade of green
Yes it really was that long ago
Some of you know what I mean
My big sister taught me
The magic inside a book
She read to me for hours
What Katy did or Captain Hook
For many years we shared a room
Her make up , high heels and frocks
Fascinated little me
Watching in my ankle socks
These are early memories
Of three score years of my sister
I’ll keep them all carefully in my heart
For all of the times that I’ll miss her