Sister SOON, I Like It When My Sister Cries

Sister SOON, I Like It When My Sister Cries

A peculiar sentiment, some might say
Yet in those tears, a hidden truth lay
For when my sister cries, I feel alive
Connected, whole, in her eyes, I dive.

Sister SOON, I Like It When My Sister Cries

It's not the sadness, nor the pain that I seek
Not the somber melody, or the tear-streaked cheek
But the raw emotion, the essence of life
That in those moments, cuts through the strife.

When my sister cries, our hearts intertwine
A bond unbroken, a love that's divine
In vulnerability, we truly see
The beauty of our shared humanity.

In the space between laughter and tears
We find solace, a refuge from fears
For in the depths of sorrow, we rise
Stronger, wiser, with hearts that are wise.

So, when my sister cries, I hold her near
Whispering softly, "I'm here, my dear."
For in those tears, we forge a connection
An unbreakable love, born of shared reflection.