No matter how we have fought, we
will always be sisters.
Neither marriage nor distance nor children will change
The frictional fondness, part balm and part blisters,
No dawn can diminish nor passion make
Like two trees with their wrestling roots
Fighting for sun while restraining the wind,
By close and protracted proximity bound,
We've been shaped by a force that no fate can rescind.
And so it's with undaunted pleasure that I
Bid farewell to a part of myself, for I know
That beyond the illusions of what, when, and why,
We'll be together wherever we go.