My sisters, you come in many colours
each with a shape and beauty all its own
like flowers in a garden
who can say which is best?
Tiny flaws are swallowed up by
The more you look
the more is uncovered
revealing delicate softness
covered with thick stalks
and some times thorns
We grow hardness without
to protect the vulnerability within
The flower dies all too soon
but in the spring
a new bud will form on a sturdy stalk
a new beauty yet to blossom
and share its God-given splendour
with the world.
I see your puppy dog eyes, they are buried
in my vision. No one can take that away.
Your smile which used to bring me so much
joy is still imbedded in my mind, heart,
and soul. I twisted your dreads only to
realize that I had no skills whatsoever to
even attempt to do that. But you allowed me
too. Your teeth, your tummy, and your feet.
Please, the memories are still vivid. No
one can change those memories. They are
forever a part of me. The love that I once
felt could never be replaced, years later
finding out that it never could. We bought
so much pain into each other’s life. I’m
sad for the choices that I made. I wish I
knew what I had back then. I’m sorry for
ever causing you any pain and I hope the
feeling is mutual. You were an angel for
me at times. I couldn’t fully return that
for you because I didn’t know how.