By Brookshire McDonald
My mother always said
A sister for me would never be.
I didn’t know at the time
My dad had had a vasectomy.
Fast forward
To a two time diagnosis of breast cancer
Followed by a support group
Which held the answer.
I gained a large group of sisters
The very first day;
And I love each of you
In a very special way.
My mom has died
And can look down to see she was wrong
While counting all the sisters
To whom I belong.
I feel looking down
She’s happy as can be,
As I attained
What she couldn’t provide for me.
Pardon my adding a gaining sisters Anniversary
To this event
Though no formal invitations
Really ever got sent.
The honorees are present
Among us tonight
As I celebrate gaining sisters
With much delight.
Happy Anniversary
And Happy Soirée, too
To each of you
Who made my dream come true!
