lands apart
neither guessing what this day will hold
oceans wide
brimming salty tears as sun makes its slow pass
clock unrelenting
seconds, once expired, now beat upon hearts
moon glowing
a memory and a promise only sisters can know
sleep quietly
and in the morning, hold her tight
a little bit of the story
come here for more stories
beautiful - great poem as I enjoy this coffee
ReplyDelete"a promise only sisters can know"... oh friend, i feel a bit jealous of the closeness between you and your sister. it is a beautiful thing, a treasure. hold onto it tight. xo
ReplyDeleteI appreciate this poem so much Bethany. I can't wait to share it with Hillary. Today!!
ReplyDeletexo Jess