Too much of a good thing

Okay, this post will involve a poem, but first I just had a thought. I've been spending lots of time with sorority sisters during recruitment, and we just welcomed new girls into the fold during bid day. I'm super excited to get to know the new girls and realizing more and more that this is my last year. Spending all this time with sisters is wonderful except that it reminds me of the one I can't see, my own. This poem is for all of them...

Feel instant welcome
Find lasting friend
Face fears together
Fear nothing in the end.