Solstice Sister


Cheri my sister!!
Solstice daughter.
Winter birth.
Mom told me when I was little
That a great Gale blew you in through
The window,
And that is how you were born
So you were named..
Cherished Gale.
It is fitting

So right.
Solstice sister
Winter birth.
You are a gale of winter breath
Frosty, refreshing, beautiful.
You are the breeze
Of promised spring.
It is fitting
It is right!

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