five girls

Five sisters are we
I deeply love each of you
And I know you love me.
For a short time we were together
‘til life pulled us apart
and three of us married.

We sometimes still gather
With our mom,
Our lovely mom who sacrificed her life for us.
She is the strongest woman in the world
Facing all life’s problems alone
Insisting on our education.

Sometimes, I wish for our childhood again.
To go with my sisters to the shop and buy chocolates
Or sit beside my oldest sister and study.
I miss the times she hugged me
While we played chess.

I miss the days we were together
In our childhood.

By Rabia A.

Photo: Adam Ferguson / New York Times