Gringa in Guayaquil
Saturday, January 29, 2005
 
Sister
Sister
i call you
simple word
for
beautiful
person
woman
you are
my little one
best friend

your
24 years of
companionship
have shaped me
in ways
constantly discovered

you give so much
to the people
world
around you

insight
laughter
transparent
honesty
creative
beauty
crazy
fun
compassion
love

constant
you are
in my life

“you’re not my sister anymore”
you yelled
childish rage
countless times
at my freckles
your
big sister
said
too bad
can’t get rid of
me
smug smile

you stomped your
foot
but
it later
warmed mine
under covers
as we drifted to
sleep
made up

grown up
different words
same patterns
but we have
learned to
talk
about
our hurts
heal
lives

made richer
more beautiful
shared
pain
your tears
lessen mine

shared
joy
magnified
we dance
laugh
listen
hope
dream

Sister
my only
simple word
for
beautiful
person
woman
you are
my little one
best friend
i love you.


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