Jo Ann Alo

writer ~ dreamer ~ bible junky

The little girl who was just like me,
looks like me,
even sometimes acts like me.
She shared my first doll,
my first day,
my first date.
She knew my deepest secret,
my brightest moment,
my favorite place.
We share a distance no one else has been,
laughter no one else finds funny,
and stories no one else can tell.
We are sisters.
(2001)

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