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A Sister Lost

A Sister Lost

Ages ago we shared our lives, but now.....

Sadness tortures my soul when I think of you
Immersed in glamorous audacity, skin and ego
Stroked by countless people, but none who really love you. I see you
Trample down fields of flowers in reckless pursuit of nothing that matters
Eager to finger that golden horizon.
Reaching, insatiable, for the jewel-encrusted platter

Laden with unrestricted choices, you are
Oblivious to the pewter chalice you've knocked to the floor
Spilling my love, unnoticed, under the
Table of your life.

Written for Lesson Two of Poetry Basics & Beyond

New!! A sequel, of sorts:

A Sister Found (E)
Time goes on, people touch and then they're gone...but family always finds their way back.
#1630895 by NickiD89

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