Four Sisters

And there were four sisters one of the sewed one was bow legged and one pigeon toed One of them sang like a Lark in the night they loved one another and never would fight The bow legged sister was bald in the back so the sister who sewed sewed a hat from a sack When the sister who sang heard a noise at the door A burglar!, a thief! her voice shook the floor They rose from their sleep as the man crept inside the pigeon toed girl kicked that man in his pride They all worked together like pieces that fit in the puzzle of life with courage and wit None of them married too busy to choose a singer, a seamstress a designer of shoes And what of the bow legged sister, you say? well, she races horses and she makes it pay! No matter our talents how big or how small no matter our difference a place for us all!