Big Sisters

You wake me in the morning knowing my thoughts,

I hold you dear like the sky holds the moon

You have told me of things i was not old enough to behold 

And given me my favorite colors

Your light was modest and tender like fresh green grass dewed with a sparkle

I remember a time when i had to hold you, 

when the wounds were deep and felt at the hands of the one whose womb we descended from

The pain was great but i held you and told you we were gonna make it

We have, grown strong and wizened in years and forgiving tears.

letters and recordings and songs and laughter

I see you now as the fruit of pain turned to pleasant trees with leaves that extend into other hands 

Now i can give and know how much has been put into me

into things that I have learned to love and grow in. 

Big sister 

I love that you showed my how to be kind

to paint the picture i want to see

Big sister, i love you