NPM #11
"Sister"
You have
pushed me,
pulled me,
stretched me,
strained me,
challenged me,
changed me...
and my heart
is bigger and stronger
than it ever would have been
without you.
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i kinda like where this is going.
In a Word
ye olde words
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2 comments:
yea...sisters do that.
funny thing is, i first thought about this piece as it applies to children - daughters specifically. but then my sister visited, and it totally revised my inspiration.
many thanks for reading.
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