I felt fluffy and soft,
Weak as a feather,
Blowing in the wind,
My sister seemed like steel,
I needed that steel that day,
Nerves of steel,
So I would not blow away.
Solid and strong,
Calm and sure,
She took me by the hand,
The sister’s hand is true,
From that hand I took the strength,
The strength to see me through,
The sister is great,
Doing things only a sister would do,
The inner power it flowed,
From my sister’s hand to mine,
That is how I survived,
On that dreadful day.