The bonds of sisterhood can always be the tie that binds. For some it is about the secrets they share, for others the life altering moments the have overcome together but for all having sisters to lean on and share your life with can enhance the way that life unfolds. In I Hate My Sister we hear a fun rant of the woes of having a sister and how in the end it is possible to maneuver that obstacle and still love her. In Mother’s Bouquet the three sisters are described by their names which all relate to flowers. When we think of things that grow and prosper and bring beauty and joy flowers are on the list. A precious look at how and why three sisters love each other. And finally, in Sisterhood a nice lament on having sisters and what it means for them.
Bonds of Sisterhood
I Hate My Sister
The greatest gift delivered to my parents
Via the lovely yellow beaked stork
On the loveliest of all days
He flew in and like soft lightening- a gift was left behind
Bright eyed
Silently entering the world
Sweet eyes
Never a problem
An attitude
Always like perfect coffee, just lovely
Forever the best child…
Well, it’s me.
My parents had some mishaps along the way
But my siblings here so they can stay
They battled their way through the blazes of the fire
Warrior poses through the wild
Swam through the roughest of rapids
Dad fought off the lions, and tigers and bears
And oh my! On a crisp November day
I said, “Hello everyone, I have arrived.”
Whooo-ray!
My siblings have always been amazed
Or jealous
Possibly a bit envious
Of a child like me
I’m so likeable.