Painting a Picture With Sister In It
One summer day I was just past twenty
feeling as usual alone and apart.
When in she walked with smiles aplenty.
and whispered quietly into my heart.
"I'm your sister ! " she proclaimed to me.
And all I could do was burst into tears.
Such a wondrous sight she was to see
melting away those long, lonely years.
Our mama had passed some years ago
leaving us both in a tortured life.
Sis and I were soon to know
a lack of love impales like a knife.
Apart from each other we grew up sad.
We both lived under a cloud of pain.
I was thinking it never got better than bad
till I saw my beautiful sister again.
Since then we've made up for time lost
sharing all our joys and sorrows
keeping in sight those bridges crossed.
Now we'll surely know bright tomorrows.
Copyright © Deb Wilson | Year Posted 2013
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