~ The Gift of Sisterhood ~

This is for my sister(s).


I once had a sister
By blood we were bound
In the mist of my grief there was a gift that I found.
It’s nothing you can touch
It’s nothing you can see.
But it’s worth much more than gold to me.

What I found was a New Sister.
Who would of thought it? Who knew?
That in the mist of my grief I would find YOU!
You have been a blessing to me.
You share my laughter, my tears, and my strife.
You even cheer me on thru life.

You’re my cheerleader, my sister, my friend.
Thank you for being there when I needed you most.
When I’m wheeling and dealing with my personal Ghost.
I may not always show it,
I may not always be there
But know that I will always love you and care.


~TopaazMoons~