Tanya
TANYA
My Sister is leaving me,
she's going away today.
How will the palms sway,
while she's away?
Our names are the same,
from a different birth canal she came,
but I have so much in common with this dame.
She's a Sister to me,
she likes women,
and I like men,
but she's a sister to me.
I love her like a best friend.
I'll love her till the very end.
She's a Sister to me.
Copyright © Marie Harrison | Year Posted 2010
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