Poem - The long - ago you and me

Sister, Sister,
Take my hand
and we'll go back
as far as we can,
Back though the fields
of Memory
To the long-ago you and me

Childhood was Home,
and Home was Light
and Love and Warmth
on a cold, dark night,
and there at the heart 
of Home were we,

The long-ago you and me.

We whispered secrets,
Laughed and cried,
ran wild outdoors,
or stayed inside,
held safe in the arms
of Family,
the long-ago you and me.

We were little then.
now we are grown ups
but I love you still,
My sister, my own-
and still at Home
in my heart are we,
the long-ago you and me