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The Sisterhood
Now, I’d like to tell you what WOV’N is on the inside. WOV’N is not just an organization of women. It’s a sisterhood.
As women who have experienced challenges and adversities during our youth and early adulthood, we have formed a special bond. That bond not only supports us in our work together, but also enhances our growth – together. That bond is a sisterhood.
As sisters, we can see the beauty in each other, inside and out. We can talk to each other from the heart. We listen with compassion, without judging. Where she is weak, I become strong. Where I am weak, she becomes strong. Because, as sisters, we lift each other up.
“She is your mirror, shining back at you with a world of possibilities. She is your witness, who sees you at your worst and best, and loves you anyway. She is your partner in crime, your midnight companion, someone who knows when you are smiling, even in the dark. She is your teacher, your defense attorney, your personal press agent, even your shrink...”
– Barbara Alpert
I AM MY SISTER’S KEEPER
I looked into the eyes of eternity
to find a woman who looked just like me.
And everywhere I turned, though I knew not the name,
stood another woman who looked the same.
Her journey was so different, yet still similar to mine,
with potholes and cracks, it was worn well by time.
Yet here we travel, our paths perchance to cross,
holding tight to our memories, afraid they might get lost.
This woman is my sister, her struggles are mine, too.
I have to uplift her, it’s what I’m commissioned to do.
This woman is my sister, even if we never meet.
I am my sister’s keeper, my sister so sweet.
Her eyes were focused on the glass,
half empty of the future, half full of the past.
Her lips carried the burden of words left unsaid,
and spoke with the flash of a smile instead.
Her ears hear the negativity that flows with the wind,
Her soul takes that poison and buries it deep with in.
Her feet are weathered by the winds and the rain,
as she goes through life’s highways of heartache and pain.
This woman is my sister. Her struggles are mine, too.
I have to uplift her, that’s what I’m commissioned to do.
This woman is my sister. She is so precious indeed.
I am my sister’s keeper and my sister keeps me.
And I can’t pass her by as we meet along the way.
because there’s a reason that our paths crossed today.
I have a word for her to fill her glass to the brim,
to help her release the secrets her lips keep hidden.
I have a word for her that will be music to her ears,
a word that will ease her soul and dry her tears.
As I speak to my sister, these blessing I will impart.
And as I leave my sister, I leave a portion of my heart.
This woman is my sister. Her struggles are mine, too.
I had to uplift her, it’s what I was commissioned to do.
This woman is my sister. She is so precious to me.
I am my sister’s keeper throughout eternity.Copyright© 2005 By Robyn H. Jimenez
WOV'N
Dallas/Fort Worth, TX
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