O Sisters
A Poem
O sister,
you’ve become like the sky full of stars
in a world that would fault you
for burning ever so bright
O sister,
you’re the flame that lights the night
when all else would go to dark
without that glow you have
O sister,
you’ve become like the sky full of stars
in a world that would fault you
for burning ever so bright
O sister,
you’re the flame that lights the night
when all else would go to dark
without that glow you have
--
just another writer with too many cats
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