A tale of two sisters

Two souls intertwined in a dance of fate,
Born of the same womb, yet not a duplicate.
Sisters, a bond that time cannot erase,
A connection that distance cannot chase.

In childhood’s innocent laughter and tears,
In shared secrets and unwarranted fears.
In the stolen clothes and borrowed time,
In the whispered dreams and nursery rhyme.

Through the stormy fights and the sunny truce,
Through the shared joys and the solitary blues.
A sister’s love, both fierce and kind,
An unbreakable bond, a tie that binds.

One sister’s strength is the other’s support,
One’s victory is the other’s sport.
In each other’s hearts, they find their home,
No matter how far they may roam.

In the mirror of a sister, we see our best,
And also the flaws we often detest.
But in this reflection, pure and true,
We find love, understanding, a bond that grew.

A sister’s love is a precious gift,
A beacon that can the heaviest lift.
A tale of two sisters, under the same sun,
Two bodies, two souls, but in spirit, one.

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Katarzyna Dovganyuk-Krym

An aspiring poet with a passion for self-expression, I am somewhat Belarusian and wholly Polish. I enjoy spending my time writing and drawing, and other creative endeavors. Despite daily struggles with non-24, ME/CFS, and SPCD, I persevere in pursuing my interests and goals.

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