We grew up
you and I
next door
you were blond
I was darker
you followed
I led
or I followed
you led
so totally
different in
temperament
different in
styles
different in
tastes of
men
of choices
yet
through the years
you are my
chosen sister
because
you are the one
to whom I turn
when I want
to put over me
a well-worn
and much loved
security blanket
because you
never once
judged me!
A truer friend
there never was!
(To Hanne on her... ahem ..60st)
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