The Bond
The Bond
There is a bond.
A bond between two, a bond between many.
An invisible chain that links one another and makes them as one.
A bond that is strong like the day is long.
A bond that is forged in stone and tender as the heart.
This bond is between my sister and I.
It keeps us close and holds us tight.
It watches over us deep into the night.
This bond that we have is unbreakable and true.
Allah only knows what I would do without you.
You are my sister, my friend, my pillar of strength.
You keep me safe in your tender embrace.
Your sweet memory I could never erase.
We have lived as friends and sisters for spell.
But it is you my dear sister I must tell.
You are a blessing to me and a rock to lean on.
I have high hope we shall go on and on.
I want only the best for you.
Because I want for my sister what I want for myself.
With the help of Allah be can share our bond in the Jannah.
Copyright © Natasha Gillen | Year Posted 2011
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