Sister love, a bond so true,
A connection that forever grew.
A friend, a confidante, a guide,
A constant presence by your side.
From childhood days to growing old,
Together through the highs and lows we hold.
Through laughter and through tears we stand,
A sister's love forever grand.
A secret shared, a story told,
A hand to hold, a heart to unfold.
A sister's love, a light that shines,
A bond that deepens with the passage of time.
So let us cherish this precious gift,
This bond that time cannot rift.
For sisters share a special love,
A treasure trove from up above.
About the Creator
Lejoy
Read my poems and sonnets they are too blissful 😇😇
No Plus One
It's nearly one AM and I just got back from my third wedding of the four in this last month alone, and I have always been alone. I hide behind my camera to pretend to be useful, hide behind a safety net of skill set. So I do not have to confront the loneliness that is sleeping alone when everyone else seems to have a partner to crawl into bed with. I love the time spent with those who decided I was worth the 30-plus dollars per plate they decided to spend on me, and I do not need to have a partner on these occasions, but it would be nice to have someone notice, me. See when I am in the corner because they know I need time to recharge and to kiss me on the head until the time has come to leave. Maybe that's the problem about being a professional storyteller, I dream of something that isn't meant for me.
By Rilee Arey3 days ago in Confessions
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