Brother Sister Love

Written by: kathryn collins

Strangers many times at table,
we are each at home.

All but he are gone, his
blue heaven eyes shining out

at me in a world of new todays
shedding history’s hair shirt

recalling only what fits like a
fine silk suit.

Long ago children
clinging to innocence.

©Kathryn McL. Collins
June 22, 2004