What are sisters and why love them, you wonder.
Well, I’ll explain as best I can, as I have quite a number.
According to science a sister is a female
With the same parents as another individual.
But that definitions a shame, really it completely fails
To show you what a sister truly is, she’s a miracle.
My sisters, well yes my bloodkin, are so much more
They’re the support beams holding me high enough to see light
They’re the candles that burn through my darkest night
And I love them.
They’re the foundation of my trust, the cups in which I pore love
And the main reason I smile each day.
They’re the ink in my pen, my motive to write thereof
And the older ones show me the way.
And I love them.
The eldest is pure inspiration, she’s found her way in life.
She’s fallen in love, given away her heart,
And brought to the world a new light.
I’d give her my world, my books, and my art
If she asked,
‘Cause I love her.
And yeah, we’ve had our quarrels and misunderstandings,
And see the world in two different ways
But that’s alright, because understand this:
We’re sisters, and I’ll love her no matter what she says.
So I’d give her my world if she asked,
‘Cause I love her.
The second is strong, and loving, and caring
And without doubt the reason I live still.
She’s had her fair share of trials and pains so scarring
Yet through her own grief, supported me without fail
And my love for her is steeped into my bones,
It is my existence
Again we have argued and made our mistakes,
And we’re both depressed and in pain.
But that won’t change that we’re sisters
And I love her, and on that love sustain.
Yes, her love is the marrow in my bones.
The third she is bright, and young, and so active
And her happiness is my greatest success.
She begs me for love and attention and help
And I do my best to always say yes.
But sometimes I fail, and she cries,
And that breaks my heart and brings tears to my eyes
‘Cause I love her.
And, oh boy do we argue, and scream, and hit,
And act like little children, I will admit
But we’re still sisters, the little princess and I
Yes, my love for her is as big as the sky.
There is yet another, she’s playful and joyous,
Her laughter fills me with hope.
She’s too young to hold me and I must support her
And be her candle and firm woven rope
I love her and dote on her every day,
This little sister of mine.
But I am not perfect and I am in pain without pause
And some days I act like Elsa and shut her out just to cope.
I pray she can forgive me one day for all of my flaws
‘Cause I love her, my beautiful ray of hope.
The last one’s not here, she’s still in the womb
And growing bigger with each passing day.
She’s never seen light, or cried, or felt gloom,
And I love her, and pray she will love me someday.
Yes, we’re sisters, and I want to support her and show her light
And burn for her all through her darkest night
‘Cause I love her.
Yes, I love them each with love which can never be undone
Because that’s what sisters do, and that’s what sisters are:
They’re support and they’re light and my entire life
And that’s why I love them, every last one.
Yes, that’s why I’ll love them to the end,
Thank you for wondering, my dearest friend.