Sisters

Not the best of friends, 
And not the worst of enemies.
But somewhere between
There lies a friendship,
One like no other,
That no one else can see.
Growing up always seemed soo distant,
Always felt left behind.
Looking up to you,
My big sister,
I knew someday I'd reach your line.
Two sisters, two mothers, two friends.
One relationship-
No one can never end.
One so different from the other--
One soo  young and one 
much older.
But no matter how much we differ,
We are soo much the same.
We care, we love, we nurture.
We live, we make mistakes, we learn.
We are friends, we are mothers,
We are daughters, 
We are sisters.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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