My Sisters

My sisters, you come in many colors each with a shape and beauty all its own like flowers in a garden who can say which is best? Tiny flaws are swallowed up by massive beauty The more you look the more is uncovered revealing delicate softness covered with thick stalks and some times thorns We […]

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My Little Sister

My Little Sister

She is an amazing thing to watch in her
daily life. Like a flower opening up
to the early morning sun. Always
questioning why and trying to understand.How can something so small in size, be
so many things at once?She can be my playmate and she can
be my enemy; She can be so funny and
at the same time make me so mad;She can be the perfect angel, doing as
she’s told; and she can be a little devil, trying to act so old.

She follows me around, trying to match
my every step.

But one day soon, I’ll be the one who
follows her, making sure that her every
step is safe.

Finally at night, when she’s asleep in
her bed, I look down at her and quietly
say, “She’s just my little sister…”.

 

Blossoms Of Beauty

My sisters, you come in many colours
each with a shape and beauty all its own
like flowers in a garden
who can say which is best?

Tiny flaws are swallowed up by
massive beauty
The more you look
the more is uncovered
revealing delicate softness
covered with thick stalks
and some times thorns

We grow hardness without
to protect the vulnerability within

The flower dies all too soon
but in the spring
a new bud will form on a sturdy stalk
a new beauty yet to blossom
and share its God-given splendour
with the world.