Dear Sister

Was it wrong to love you,
More than a brother should ?

If I could take back the hands of time,
Replace my words with silent echoes,
Would you understand our childhood ?

We only had each other,
Both cradling ourselves in the darkest nights,
Singing lullabies to fend off the wolves,
While the storms quietly brewed.

Now I’m all alone,
Yet the clouds are calling your name,
I don’t know if I should come see you,
Since there is no sign of rain.

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Not sure what you meant by those first two lines, but its a nice poem @DNA.

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