Sisters are like our own reflection just having another face. They fight with you but love you the most. Elder sisters guide us, takes care of us. Young sisters teases us, plays with us, have fun with us. In brief sisters are always there to love us & support us.
This poem is basically dedicated to all the women and girls out there who are a Warrior. The sacrifices they do and the pains they go through for pothers being a mother, a sister, a wife, a friend, and so many other roles. I want to say thanks to all of them and tell them you all are the strongest.
