Friday, 30 March 2012

For the love of my sister

My heart aches to see her tears
sliding down towards her lips
and her dripping nose reddening
as her voice starts trembling.

She's my little girl, always,
no matter what happens,
she's a piece of myself
and there's no other way.

I hope she's never hurt
or injured by the harsh
or the damned like me,

So I try to keep her safe
within the light of laughter
and the warm hope of the after.

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