The ties that bind – A birthday poem for my sister

When my opponents

were arrayed

against

me.

You stood as

My sole

proponent.

Without you I

can’t quantify

or

fathom

the

concept

of

me.

Laughing, crying, confiding.

Ingredients to

the

ties

that

bind.

Which runs counter

to infinitesimal

and

can

never be

loosened

or

pulled

asunder.

My sister.

 Me and one of my sisters

Happy Birthday sis!

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