Abundance of Blessings
In all, we're 3.
Not always together.
But together we'll always be.
As the oldest I'll be there for you.
Just as I know you'll be there for me.
I just cant stand to see you cry.
So I promise to always put you before me.
In all, we're 3.
Not always together.
But together we'll always be.
Through the good and the bad.
Sunshine and rain.
A promise I was bound to.
A promise that will always remain.
I thank God for blessing me in ways more than one
Because he's blessed me two
Two sisters
A bond thats special
And so strong
That even an army of a 100,000 men couldnt disarm
This poem is about:
My family