Let Me Go
I hugged her lightly.
Never having a sister before,
I was scared I’d break her.
Turtle, the best name I decided.
A shelter from harm always near her.
She grew to be my best friend,
with whom I could share my secrets.
I had to leave her one day.
My heart was tested and failed.
She was not ready.
I hear her grief on haunted nights.
I am unable to embrace her.
Comfort is not in my arms,
but in those with whom I left her.
She rejects them.
She remains alone by choice,
or perhaps by selfish sorrow.
Unflappable, I always said,
nothing to hold her from success.
She has unshakable pain.
I trust tomorrow brings her love,
a confidence to be who she is,
compassionate and forgiving.
Sister dear, let me go!
I trust that she hears me.
Copyright © Linda Alice Fowler | Year Posted 2024
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