Poetry

My Sister’s Keeper

We’ve been together since our birth, I only wish she knew her worth.

I use to believe her a bully, I didn’t understand fully.

When I am weak she is strong, she is misjudged, they are wrong.

She has my back, I have hers, sisterhood always endures.

Jill L. Ware

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