Sisters
. SISTERS
.If life comes to push or shove.
There's nothing like a sisters love.
We grew-up with each other.
Learning to love from our mother.
Four sisters learning to share.
Each others clothes and brushing one anothers hair.
I love the sisters I have I will need no more.
Cause my sisters love gauge if filled to the core.
Teresa Skyles
Copyright © T.A. Skyles-Theoklapoet | Year Posted 2011
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