Not everyone has four sisters
Not everyone is so blessed
Four girls mean lots of talking
Four girls mean hours getting dressed.
Four sisters mean lots of nail polish
Four sisters make everything fun
Four sisters mean braids and pigtails
Four sisters smile bright like the sun
Four sisters can sometimes be naughty
Four sisters are not always good
But if you scold and shake your finger
They'll be just as good as they should
The sisters may sometimes get angry
They may yell and quarrel and shove
But this burst of sudden anger
Never surpasses their love
And Although they will always grow up
And will be prompted to sing their own song
Other friendships might even be broken
Sisterly love remains strong!
4 comments:
I actually composed my first song on the guitar with this poem as the lyrics :)
This is so beautiful! I love it :)
I have to sing and play it for you :)
Lovely!! It makes me think of my sisters in Jesus! I have no biological siblings, but I feel just as blessed!)
Natasha
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