No one else could begin to understand me the way you can, for you are such a part of my history...
You know my thoughts and insecurities, yet you respect the person I have become. We can talk about anything and never feel the other that would judge or condemn. That, to me, is a priceless treasure. Growing up, you were just my sister, and I never appreciated what that really meant. Now I realize the true worth of a sister, and I am so thankful you are mine.
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Sisters
PoetryAn analogy of poems about sisterhood. A little bit of love between sisters. Twitter: brii_ano13