sisterhood

~ SISTERHOOD ~

                          Sometimes, in the hustle and bustle of life, we neglect our friends,
                           and these little things that friendships entail.
                      Some people come into our lives and quickly go.
                        Some people move our souls to dance.
                               They make the sky more beautiful to gaze upon.
                      They stay in our lives for a while,
                       leave footprints on our hearts, and we are never, ever the same."
                 --Anonymous--

                      Eternal lover of Thy children, bring us into Thy life,
                    make us sharers in Thy love and transmitters of it.
                        Help us to become serene and patient
               in the midst of our frustrations,
                but at the same time make us heroic adventurers,
                      brave, gentle, tender, but without fear
                 and with radiant faces.
                 Anonymous

                  Different Paths
                     Hiking the high cliff,
                   my friends clamber over rough stone up to the high peak.
                  I, spotting an unused trail, choose a different path.
               I've heard "there are many paths to the summit,"
                          and I trust this is one of those. But this is the lonely way.
                       This is the slippery trail on the cold side of the mountain.
                      I am alone, except for the few footprints in the kneedeep snow.
                       No one to guide me but unknown strangers
        who have trekked this way before.
                      I begin to wonder,
                        Have I been a fool?
                        Will I lose my way?
                      Is this a true path or someway to where I should not go?
                       Climbing higher, the trail is scarce.
              Thorny bushes slow the pace.
                    But I sense I'm closer to my goal.
                      I reach the peak before my friends,
                        but see them coming not far below.
             And up ahead, another ridge, a higher peak,
                  a mountain glowing in the sun.
                  Tom Barrett

                             This page is for my sisters Angel, Breeze, Dee and Ears.
                      Their love and friendship lights my way.
                       ~ObeQuan~

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