Blood-sister

Same birthday.
Same likes.
Same age.
Same dislikes.

Same love for eachother.
Same watchfulness.
Same care.
Same hope.

Different personalities.
Different eyes.
Different hair.
Different skin.

Different cultures.
Different beliefs.
Different life-styles.
Different race.

She is my shoulder to cry on,
my best friend,
my blood-sister.

I didn't notice her skin tone,
Didn't notice her accent,
Didn't notice her different life-style
Nor her beliefs.

She is my blood-sister,
and that's all that matters to me.