My Sister and Me

We grew up like twins, but one year apart.
As young women we lived thru each milestone.
Our lives reconnected from time to time,
When husbands were gone, kids out on their own.
Now back together we live side by side.
In old age we’re a comical pair, and,
With our bad knees when we come to a curb,
She helps me up, then I give her a hand!
She’s always there during good times and bad. 
A bond like ours is strong and somewhat rare,
So we’ve made a vow to reach eighty two,
Then GOD willing add a few years from there.

We are as close as two siblings can be…
A match made by GOD, my sister and me.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Chansarkar Avatar
August 22, 2016 at 12:41 PM
Beautiful love of sisters Betty,lovely poem!
Janko Avatar
August 22, 2016 at 1:02 PM
Thank you Sara. I just turned 73 on the 10th and Alice turns 72 on the 30th, so we are only one year and twenty days apart. Always have been close since childhood. As for our other sister, we just never clicked. We really did have a special bond!
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