Merle

I left her womb with so much love. And prayed that when you, from above, came down to fill – where I ‘fore shared. Her secret thoughts; her silent prayers – Would find the same sweet comfort there. This angel’s warmth; a mother’s care. Then once upon a day I heard. A babe was born, her name of bird. And, how your face, imprint on me. This, small of smalls, my sister be. Back then, I could not comprehend but knew, for life, God sent a friend. As days went by, I heard you cry. As days went by, I saw you try. And in my own, mere childlike state, had vowed that I’d anticipate – your hopes and dreams; your longing here. To soothe your pain, your doubt, your fear. Still loving when, this bird doth perch, upon my love, my soul; To search for what it is, her love aspires for what it is, her soul desires. And every day, thank God above, for this, His gift; This bird of love.