SISTERHOOD by Tara Anand

Sisterhood

by Tara Anand

Sis, how I wish you'd been with me
Through the trauma and adversity;
Knowing you and I were one
Together we would have overcome
The family strife, the pain, the shame
The lack of love, the lies, the games;
Had I had you by my side
It could've possibly turned the tide,
I may have walked right off that stage
Instead I went into the cage.

Sis how I wish you'd been with me
Through my months of maternity;
To hold my hand, and stroke my hair
When it all just got too much to bear;
'Time to celebrate' they said
When I just wanted to mourn in bed. . .
My career, my life, my carefree ways
You'd have gotten me through those days.

Sis how I wish when I was five
You had come into my lonely life—
To play and ride the swings with me
Act silly, laugh and shout in glee;
But while God had other plans for you
Here's something I really never knew
I've been hoping to find you to this day -
In every woman who has crossed my way.

Tara Anand is a Couples Therapist and a Mindfulness & Yoga Practitioner who has experienced first-hand how severely the quality of a marriage can impact the lives of couples and their children. She helps couples mindfully work through conflicts and learn new skills to help foster a heart-to-heart connection. She has shared her journey in her memoir, "Why the Lotus Blooms: Choosing to Stand Tall". and can be contacted via her website.

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