Three sisters, three have I, each one a star
to light the night or day with brilliance new,
a spark these shining few, though rare, bring to
the darkest, deepest places where they are–
Fair Wisdom bears a gleaming cup, as thirst
for knowledge waits in ev’ry darkened realm
to sip the learning springing from her helm,
sweet Wisdom bringing in this treasure first–
The next is gracious Kindness, in whose charms
of sympathy and care is safety found
when she with gentle strength wraps all around,
encompassing the world within her arms–
The third with equal radiance inclines
to lighten hearts as much as sun can do;
Laughter‘s her name, and like the other two,
her sparkling wit enhances how she shines–
All three, my sisters light the corners of

