Saturday, March 31, 2012

I am Sisterhood.

She stands, her head held up high
Wearing daylight like a crown
No reason for downcast eyes,
For shame or tear-stained face

She walks with a steady stride
Each step with a spring of life
Backed with determination
For the cause, for freedom!

She runs with the wind
Her course led by the Spirit
Her legs are strong,
Her arms are not weary

She's one, She's many
She's you and She's me.

I am Sisterhood...

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