Sisters Story

Sylvia - She was born a cute little cherubic babe She reminds me of ringing bells her mother thought I will name her Sylvia… which sounds like silver bells She was born in August a true Leo While the four of us were water bearers She was so very different from us It always appeared that we were ganging up against her While she always stood to her ground like a true lion Master player at board games that is what she was Always winning against me. Yet her nature always soft, gentle, forgiving and generous She is now married with a brood of seven children I wonder how she manages it all Mother says, that oaf has made her a holy cow. Hyacinth- Caustic Soda that’s what I could say Always ready for a battle of words Sometimes I wonder why we marry at all It changes us, batters us, I wish we could be the same. But I think in the end it was for the better. No matter what she has got a natural flavour. Sharon- Endearing all with your magnetic personality Tall, well groomed and detached Like something that someone wants but can never get Yes you are eternally young and beautiful No wonder they all chase you like moths. Oh how I love them all…Sisters….