My Sisters

My Sisters I have three sisters, it used to be four, but one is not here anymore. We were not raised together, so we all lived different lives. we are all different in our ways. My sister Dora lives up North. She had seven kids. She is now a widow, but with her kids and grand kids - she seems to have her life complete. My sister Gloria was a secretary, dhe never once got married. She said she didn't want to push a carriage. she was happy the way she lived. She is not with us anymore. Another sister lives close by. It's just about an hour's drive. Her name is Mary. A wonderful husband she did find. They raised a family of five, one boy and four girls. One more sister I do have for many years we didn't know where she was at. Estella is my sisters's name. We searched for her, but was in vain. Until 2007, she was found. We all got together to celebrate. Those are my sisters and now it's my turn. What can I tell you about by self - I am the one that wrote this poem. I am the oldest of all the girls. I am happy that we finally met. some families are lost forever, but I'm glad that I found mine..... )8/11/2013 Written by Lucilla M. Carrillo Note: This is all true, like a lot of what I write. We were all seperated when we were little. We found eachother when we grew up. Just another of many stories.