For You My Sister. I Miss You so much

Goddamn I miss My sister so much because she understood me more better than all this fake ass friends and lovers. She knew how to make me smile ,look after me (did I mention she is my elder sister? No? now you know!).I always Miss you. I would not be relying on some soul that doesn't support or understand me and thats the reason I write this poem. Sorry I know your birthday was on 4th Of December and I didn't write anything because I was mad at my self but enjoy it my dear because this is your poem I write as I feel as if you are speaking to me , I think you would have said it this way..

I give you this one thought to keep.
I am with you still. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on the snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush,
I am the swift, uplifting rush
of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not think of me as gone.
I am with you still in each new dawn.
Death is nothing at all.
I have only slipped away into the next room.
I am I and you are you.
Whatever we were to each other, that we still are.
Call me by my old familiar name.
Speak to me in the easy way which you always used.
Put no difference in your tone.
Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow.
Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes we enjoyed together.
Play, smile, think of me, pray for me.
Let my name be ever the household word that it always was.
Let it be spoken without affect, without the trace of a shadow on it.
Life means all that it ever meant.
It is the same that it ever was.
There is absolutely unbroken continuity.
Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?
I am waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near, just around the corner.
All is well.