The Balance of Sisterhood
Matched sets we may not be,
But somehow combine to make a bold pattern.
Varied colors blend our many personalities,
and make a balance of sisterhood.
How is it you love music and art is my heart?
Why do I chat and you hold back?
Bright colors set me free,
Whites and cream release your soul.
Where do you end and I begin?
Sink or swim we need not know.
Friends and sisters, always be.
There is us and there is we.