In the quiet of the morning light,
Two souls intertwined, a gentle sight.
Sisters bound by more than blood,
In life’s river, they wade the flood.
Laughter shared in secret places,
Memories crafted, tender traces.
Through whispered dreams and silent fears,
They find strength in each other’s tears.
As seasons change and pathways bend,
Their bond remains, no need to mend.
Through lifeâs tapestry, they weave,
A story only they can believe.
In every shadow and every gleam,
Sisters walk, a shared dream.
Hand in hand, through time they glide,
Forever in each other’s stride.