Five Sisters Are We
There are five sisters in my family
Five sisters oh my
I know that they love me
And I'll always love them
No matter what changes may come our way
We seem to always be there for each other
What else can I say?
What else can I say about blood that we share?
We may look alike in so many ways
But the differences are there in just about everything we say
Everything we say may be a contradiction at times
But we have strong genes so its hard to give in
Its hard to give in when we are so damned sure we are right
It brings us to tears, man we cant even sleep at night
When there’s strife among sisters, life isn’t the same
I guess we just feel deep down all the pain
All the pain that we cause one another and sometimes never let up
We have all been guilty of it so lets own up
Its best to say I’m sorry and let the incident go
Its hard at times though when we feel we are right
This just causes more problems and we cannot see the light
The light I am speaking of is at that proverbial tunnel
Where everything is okay and help is on its way
Where there will be no more arguments, hurt feelings and fights
I have seen the tunnel at times in my life
I’m glad that its there for moments of strife
But surely we all have to look within
And give each other a break, because we all have sin
The sins of our fathers and mothers apparent
Get in the way of our thinking and pride
I guess what I am trying to say is that we are all different people
Five sisters five sisters what was God thinking
I guess it had to be that its what our family needed
Because my sisters are the glue that keeps us together
We may try to leave one another and stay out of their life
But the blood that runs through our veins will cut like a knife
And remind us that once and for all
We are stuck together for life and that is our call
There are four sisters
Then my sisters have me
Like it or don’t like it whatever you see
But as we get older we should put bad feelings aside
And be the best friends that God intended for us to be.
- Nothing Like a Little Sister
I was 3 years old when my little sister was born. She was born in April of 1966 and yes that makes me 46, wow where did all the time go? When my little sister was born she was a beautiful child, cute as a...
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