Het verhaal
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5 november 2025
Variant op het nummer Chosen sisters
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Christel: You are my dearest friend, my light We’ve known each other since childhood days Not very close, but still aware Of who you were, in quiet ways My bond grew strong when you came near To care for my sweet little girl You helped me through a tender time A fleeting phase, a precious pearl Though life moved on, and paths diverged I spoke you as neighbor now and then But after love had slipped away I lost you, like I lost so much then I moved away, but fate was kind I came back home across your street And step by step, i found you again A rhythm where our hearts could meet Anja: That rhythm flows both ways, you know Your strength has lifted me as well When family ties began to fray You held my hand, and let me tell My fears, my grief, my silent cries You never judged, you simply stayed And in your calm, I found my peace A bond that never will be swayed I’ve lost my ties of blood and name But found in you a truer kin So one day I asked, with trembling voice: “Will you be my sister not just in name, but in choice?” And you said YES! With warmth, with grace, A bond was sealed in that quiet place. Both: We laugh, we talk, we work, we cry We give our time, we share our sky In every glance, in every tea You are the other half of me Both: Our houses stand across the street, But our hearts align in perfect line. A cup of tea, a glance, a gentle thought, In your nearness, I feel just fine. We share the small, the deep, the still, And turn each moment into gold. I’m grateful for each day we meet, Again and again, it never grows old. Anja: I’m glad you’ve found a love so true A friend who sees your soul so clear So I write this now, with joy and grace To bless the bond that brought you here Anja: Soon comes farewell, but not for long, You and your friend will meet again. In words, in silence, in a gentle sign, Your bond returns, again and again. I hope these days have felt like peace, With love, with stillness, with a touch of light. And may what’s next embrace us too, Like a smile that makes the heart feel right. Christel: Your words have wrapped around my heart, Like gentle arms in evening light. They echo deep, they lift me up, They make the heavy moments bright. I thank you for your steady grace, For seeing me through storm and sun. In you I’ve found a sacred place A sister’s love, a truer one. Both: We are sisters not by birth, but by love Not by blood, but by design And from this day, we’ll always be A sacred bond, a steady line We trust, we share, we guide, we grow In joy and sorrow, side by side You are my compass, I am yours In you, my heart will always confide Both: We hold each other close; yes we do. And when the quiet comes, we will still know this: Our bond remains, so strong Again and again, our days are beautiful Filled with peace, love and light. Both: You are my true sister!
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