Magic of Moments

We ran as children back then Gleeful and spontaneous - Chasing the daylight--you were- At last catching me! Flower petals blowing through the breeze- As we landed in sunshine,s soft leaves- Among the baby-breath's- And other flowers tall- You and i enveloped in a sibling's call! Magical moments- taken out of time... Mesmerizing softness- but where are you now? Younger sister , I miss our days sublime.