"Days, weeks, months, years,
Afterwards when both were wives,
With children of their own,
Their mother hearts beset with fears,
their lives bound up in tender lives
Then joining hands to little hands,
Would bid them join together,
'For there is no friend like a sister
In calmd or storm weather;
To cheer one on the tedious way,
To fetch one if one goes astray,
To lift one if one totters down,
To strengthen whilst one stands."
(Especially for my sisters Sylvia, Rachel, Anita, Becca and Kat, and that fabulous sisterly pair, Eowyn and Cosette!)
Thank you my sister Sylvia for making Eowyn and Cosette the delightful cape and dress and bags here depicted!!!!