Life is full of promise and destiny. It is a journey of discovery. Along our path we have many ups and downs. These joys and trials are shared best with friends, other sisters, also on their own paths. To quote:
"Shared joy is a double joy; shared sorrow is half a sorrow." - Swedish Proverb
You are invited to join S.U.G.A.R. Sisters (Sisters Uniting Gals of All Races), a group made up of wonderful women just like you. We laugh together. Cry together. And we share our interests and lives with one another. Won't you please consider joining us?
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Snow-Flakes
by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Out of the bosom of the airOut of the cloud-folds of her garments shaken,Over the woodlands brown and bare,Over the harvest-fields forsaken,Silent, and soft, and slowDescends the snow.
Even as our cloudy fancies takeSuddenly shape in some divine expression,Even as the troubled heart doth makeIn the white countenance confession,The troubled sky revealsThe grief it feels.
This is the poem of the airSlowly in silent syllables recorded;This is the secret of despair,Long in its cloudy bosom hoarded,Now whispered and revealedTo wood and field.