Sisters, Sisters, Sisters...

Sisters...
     is any other relationship
     more fraught with
     joys and tears, with
     memories shared, with past and present
     intermingled in ways
     both intricately complex and
               childishly simple?

Sisters...
     can any other relationship
     make you feel so simultaneously
     overwhelmingly proud and
                blushingly foolish?
     unflinchingly loyal and
                deeply competitive?
     fiercely protective and
                incrediby defensive?

Sisters...
     no other relationship
     can take the place of
     bonds formed over time and space,
     of deep connections forged so tight
                that they cannot be broken.

Sisters...
     today I am so thankful for
                my sisters.

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