I Can Be Around Kids If I

When My Grandmother Was Alive, She Used To Tell Me That Every Time God Creates A Soul In Heaven, He Creates Another To Become Its Special Mate. And That Once We're Born, We Begin Our Search For Our Soul Mate, The One Person Who's The Perfect Fit For Our Mind And Body. They Lucky Oens Find Each Other.

For As Long As The World Spins And The Earth Is Green With New Wood, She Will Lie In This Box And Not In My Arms.

But They Can't Know How The Dark Space Inside Me Is Growing. I Lie To Them. I Can't Get Out Of The Dark Hole. 'peace Is Here' It Whispers.

When You're Up Against A Superior Enemy, Sometimes It's Okay To Just Bow Out Gracefully

Sisters Are Made By Living Everyday With Each Other And Wearing Each Other Down Until The Rough Spots Are Smooth. They're Made By Sharing Secrets You'd Never Tell Mom, And Out Of Doing Things For Each Other Just Because You Feel Like It, Not Because You Have To. I Guess You Could Say Sisters Are 'grown,' Not Manufactured, In A Very Special Place Called A Family.