SISTERS
Sisters
It was always us three.
Sarah, Julie, and Becca.
As if we were blood sisters.
Either their dwelling or mine was home
To all of us.
Sarah was the maturest
Thereafter it was me.
Becca was the baby.
Sarah got ready to explore the soul of the world.
We became so fallen without her.
The days grew longer and longer with her gone.
Even though she was a call away.
It wasn’t the same.
Later it was me. I was expecting a baby boy and withdrew the burrow. I even continued in contact and visited Becca.
The baby Becca was flying the den.
She became married, started her family.
No matter how distant away my sisters are,
how full their life becomes.
May not express all the time when we do
never missing a beat.
We will be there for one another always.
That’s what sisters do.
I prefer you to see I love you higher than I show. I am so privileged to have you both in my story for all these generations as my sisters for existence.
