Sisterhood

There's nothing like baby's soft cry Or their tender touch. Their little arms, opened wide, to say, " I love you, this much!" The closest thing, it's understood, Is the love we have, as sisters should. Together, we take the good with the bad. We withstand the happy times, as well as the sad. Siblings may not say it very much, as we do forget but we love each other, often, more than we care to admit. Sure, we sometimes argue, cuss and even fight. Possibly lasting only minutes or well into the following night. The bond that we share, no one could ever break. My promise to you, your trust and love, I'll never forsake. Yet, beyond all of the trying measures, the value, of our sisterhood, is worth more than all of the world's hidden treasures.