I Am Your Sister

[Guest LilyRose]

A poem for most of you wonderful ladies and men out there. I am very thankful for Laura's for providing me a place to be myself. I always dreamed of being a sister and having sisters. Now that it is true and I am so happy. Also, I have been somewhat adopted as a daughter as well. It makes me ecstatic to have a mother who cares for me as well. No matter how yucky the day is, life is beautiful knowing I am not alone.

I Am Your Sister

When I was no more than six years old, a lady at my mother's church

asked me if I wanted to have a little brother or a sister. I didn't have to
think about it, replied.. "I want to be a sister!" She blinked wildly and

tried to ask me again. I remained firm and repeated my answer. I didn't

care if I had a brother or a sister, I wanted to BE a sister for either one.

Nothing ever came out of it and I grew older as an only child who was
odd to say the least. I grew independent and I never tried to take any
help from anyone. Sheltered away from the rest of the world, I cared
only about my reading. I was so disappointed that I could not become

the sister that I know that I am. "It's impossible!" my mother shrieked.

Much like my dream of being a woman, this dream was suppressed
to the point of obscurity. Forcing myself to live a lie, all of my emotions

were drained from me. My whole world was wrapped up in the deaths
of my aunt and my grandmother who would have loved me either way.

They had died and I felt that my womanhood had died along with them.

By this point, I found poetry and it was used as my only coping mechanism;

I had given up on my true self and devoted my life to escaping the torment.

Poetry was the only thing that could take my mind off of the pain, and yet
it would not stop it. Becoming a teacher and all of its rewarding perks would

not stop it. I knew there was only one way to stop my eternal suffering.

Underneath the cold and empty surface, a smoldering spark still burned and
there was no way that I would let it go out. I picked up and clutched the spark

inside my heart, encasing it in the warmth of my blood and the heat spread

throughout my entire body. Nothing is impossible. After all this time, it was

not too late. My head is swimming in the truth and the truth is beautiful.

Not living a lie any longer, I am a woman who will continue to fight for the

happiness she knows that is on her horizon. Looking around me, I realize that
I am not alone and I will never be alone. For all of those who will guide me,

and those we will guide in the future, just know how much your support truly

means to me. Swimming in my tears, I am proud to say that I am your sister.

Thank you for everything and I love you more than you will ever know.

Lily Rose

*fans self* Sort of worked myself into a tizzy with this one! Thanks for reading!

[Guest Rebecca A]

You are my sister hun, always will be :: hugs :: stay strong, and I feel your emotion coming through, though I hope they are happy tears for I feel joy for you that you are coming to understand your true self and in turn view yourself as who you are, not as who everyone else in your life has told you you should be.

[Guest Carla_Davis]

Hi LilyRose,

As my "adopted" daughter, you will NEVER be alone.

I am very Happy that Poetry is so therapeutic to you.

It is my pleasure watching you prosper into a beautiful young woman.

I can see how Happy you are by some of your Poetry.

I wish you Continued Success and Happiness on your Journey.

I will always Encourage and Support you on your Journey.

Love,

MOM

[Guest miss kindheart]

I love you too Lily Rose

vanna

[Guest LilyRose]

Becca,

Thank you my wonderful sister! These tears are happy! Oh so happy! I am finally becoming more and more happy with myself. Especially as I allow that spark of womanhood become a blazing fire! :: hugs ::

Momma Carla,

I am very fortunate that you have "adopted" me and sent me a certification to make it official on here. I may be blossoming as a beautiful young woman, but I have a wonderful mom with experience to help guide me. My poetry is finally becoming a part of me instead of something to get me away from me, and that is so liberating! Hugs! Lots of love from your daughter.

Vanna,

You are very welcome sweetie. Thank you for being my awesome sister! hugs*

[Guest angels wings]

that was beautiful Lily so sweet :score: we are all here to uplift and help each other out ,your words are so wonderful

for sharing

Angel