You and I had been planted
We were the seeds
We became her girls
You came first, ahead of me
Her blood travels through our veins
They are like tracks on our map
Many twists and turns in the roads
Two lives split into two directions
But will always return to the nest
Their home
Their roots
You will always be a sister
You will always be MY sister
And I love you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem