When I First Loved You: A Sonnet for My Sister

I cannot remember when I first loved
The budding, blushing rose—the face of you.
From the moment we met, my spirit moved
Because God knew life is better with two.
Do you recall those early days of gold
When doll clothes formed fabric mosaic floors?
It all slipped away when we grew too old,
Losing faith in fairy tales and folklore.
Yet the moments cradle something sweeter
Than late-night giggling and playing pretend.
What I have right now will last forever
For Heaven gave me the most loyal friend.
So never doubt that I ever loved you,
For I first loved when one girl became two.