A Walk In Solitude
It had been twenty-seven years since the sisters had seen each other – twenty-seven Christmases and birthdays. Twenty-seven years where hurt sisters refused to be in the same room together. Their mother’s sadness appeared to them as anger and disappointment. She tried to shame them for the first few years, not changing the situation an inch for the good. They were both set on their path of righteousness, totally unwilling to communicate in any way with the sister they had cut out of their life and their heart.
As a result, their mother held two Christmases celebrations for twenty-seven years, hinting around, that she wanted them to somehow resolve this and be a family again. The feud was held onto firmly, grasped hard and fast, poked red and raw for a long time. It would have probably continued for another twenty-seven years if their mother had not fallen severely ill, dangerously toward death. The sisterhood they had cherished in childhood, had served them no purpose in adulthood. They had seven children, between them, and none had met their mother’s twin.
The hospital corridor was deathly quiet when the second daughter stepped inside to walk the corridor that led to her mother, in room 435 North. Two of her children sat down on chairs, across from grown cousins they had never met, and did not expect to ever know. No one spoke. Seven grown children, all waiting, wondering what their mothers would do. The door opened and the twins were together one last time with their mother. The sobbing could be heard in seconds as they fell into each other’s arms, and became sisters again.
The mama smiled
from glory’s spiritual realm
daughters feud now gone
Dated: August 1, 2018 Contest: For Your Poetry Journal Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Dear Heart a.k.a. Broken Wings
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