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Sisterhood


If all the world had sisters like I had sisters The fair and the sweet and the wild, (and that strange thing I call Humphry) They'd be luckier than anyone deserves to be. The fair with her voice like chiming silver She raises it up in praise and in jest, Her favorite color seems to be pink, And she wants to be Rapunzel, Go figure right? How could she want to be anyone but she? If the world had sisters like I have sisters The sweet and the wild and the fair (and that mad-cap thing we sing HJ) They'd be drowned in her mothering Comforted by her compassion Tenderized by her utter sincerity. She'll be someone's Someone, someday Until then we get to keep her. How lucky are we? May she never be anyone but she. If the world had sisters like we had sisters The wild and the fair and the sweet. (And that wonderful girl we greet "Dearest!") They'd meet fierce blue eyes That never disguise the things she wants you to see. How very lucky are we? She'll be a general one day, Bright as a bell, sound as a dollar. No matter how afraid she is to be she May she never want to be anyone but she. If the world had sisters like we had sisters The fair and the sweet and the wild, And the baby we call Near-and-dear. With her sweet smiles that hold no guile Her laugh, her jokes, her best- May we never simply let it rest That we are blessed to have eachother As we are blessed to have found her. And no matter how we move or grow or be I pray she is always as she would be. My sisters, never be anyone but you, Because no one can be quite so true So sweet So charming So fiesty So strong Sisters, God bless you! And never think its wrong To be you.
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TruthTellerVi

I want to write good poetry, lyrical powerful poetry about God. So whatever I write that is lyrical, powerful and moving--Does NOT come from me, but from Him. I take no credit other than that my fingers typed it.

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TruthTellerVi
Thank you! My nears-and-dearests. We adopted eachother, and though we've given eachother cause to regret it, I don't think we ever have. God has blessed me so brilliantly with them! And I'm glad you liked it.
teddybear11196
This is so heartfelt and sweet... your sisters must be such a huge part of your life. I like that.

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