my sister, but this one is camera shy. and she really doesn't like to talk about birthdays. she is big sister. i remember her sewing sequins on my "costume" for tight-rope-walking part in got in the local circus act at school. and painting clowns, and writing poetry. probably a softer side of a not-so-easy life.
happy birthday, sister, DEAR.
i pray all the ones coming are full of bangers! every birthday deserves a banger.
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In Those Days, getting "banging" was not something to boast about. Happy Birthday Big Sis..
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